When did I my voice? When did I the choice to be living so in the quiet? Too much of thinking But they say is everything. You and opened up the slience.
So I lie awake, writing symphonies inside me, But now I know, you give to me, I'm living with the heart, heart
Now all the turned 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 with the poet's heart.
Whisper to me You from my ears straight to my pen, How did you see right like you're always new.
So I lie symphonies, you awoken me Cause now I know, what you to me, I'm living with the heart, heart.
Then all the lights turned on and I'm never gonna And as the words come out, it's you lit the spark. You're a priceless, timeless, precious of art. Though you are, I'm living with the poet's
Oh, oh So let's lie awake, making Yeah, you and me now we know, so you sing to me, our melody,
Now all the lights on and I'm never gonna stop As the words come out, it's 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 touch the ground, Yeah, we're flying homeward bound Take my hand, yeah, like that. We'll keep riding, look back, don't look back, no, no...