When did I lose my did I make the choice to be living so in the quiet? Too of restless thinking But they say is everything. You and opened 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 turned on and I'm gonna stop As the words come out, because you lit the spark. You're a priceless, timeless, precious of art. Though you are, I'm living the poet's heart.
to me again You *fall* from my 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 lights turned on and I'm gonna stop And 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
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 come out, it's you lit the spark. a priceless, timeless, precious work of art. Though you are, I'm living with the poet's heart, heart, heart,
Now my won't touch the ground, Yeah, flying high homeward bound Take my hand, yeah, just that. We'll keep riding, look back, don't look back, no, no...