When did I lose my When did I make the to be living so in the quiet? Too much of restless But they say is everything. You came and up the slience.
So I lie awake, symphonies trapped inside me, But now I know, you give to me, I'm living with the poet's heart,
Now all the lights turned on and I'm never gonna As the words out, it's because you lit the spark. a priceless, timeless, precious work of art. Though you are, I'm living with the heart.
to me again You from my ears straight to my pen, How did you see through? It's you're always new.
So I lie symphonies, you awoken me Cause now I know, you sing to me, I'm living the poet's heart, heart.
Then all the turned on and I'm never gonna stop And as the come out, it's because you lit the spark. You're a priceless, timeless, work of art. Though you are, I'm with the poet's heart
Oh, oh So let's lie awake, history Yeah, you and me now we know, so won't you to me, our melody,
Now all the lights turned on and I'm gonna stop As the come out, it's because you lit the spark. a priceless, timeless, precious work of art. Though you are, I'm with the poet's heart, heart, heart, heart
Now my won't touch the ground, Yeah, we're flying high bound my hand, yeah, just like that. We'll keep riding, Don't look back, don't back, no, no...