When did I lose my When did I make the to be living so in the quiet? Too of restless thinking 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 the poet's heart, heart
Now all the lights on and I'm never gonna stop As the words come out, 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 *fall* my ears straight to my pen, How did you see through? It's you're always new.
So I lie writing symphonies, you me Cause now I know, what you to me, I'm with the poet's heart, heart.
all the lights 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 living with the 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 never stop 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, heart, heart, heart
Now my feet won't the ground, Yeah, we're flying homeward bound my hand, yeah, just like that. We'll riding, riding Don't look back, look back, no, no...