[Orchestra]
(Instrumental)
Here I am - this is me There's no where else on earth I'd rather be Here I am - it's just me and you And tonight we make our dreams come true It'
I hear the wind call your name it calls me back home again it sparks up he fire- a flame that still burns oh it;s to you i will always return i still
I hear the wind call my name The sound that leads me home It sparks up the fire - a flame that still burns To you I'll always return I know the road
want [Chorus] I want the title I wanna be known as your girl I wanna kick it wit you like your best friend So let a girl come in your world I wanna be your lady Title, the title
the glove compartment isn't accurately named and everybody knows it. so I'm proposing a swift orderly change. cause behind its door there's nothing to
left uninspired by the crust of railroad earth that touched the lead to the pages of yout manuscript. I took my thumb off the concrete and saved up all
little bit more I don't know why but I do know what for If we're all going somewhere let's get there soon Oh this song's got no title just words and
Through a thin layer of rubber and a thick rusted armour of drunken lust I think when our clothes were on We had a different image of what this was supposed
Maybe it's time to hold onto one side, one decision Let go of the hand that holds me high above that great divide And beauty is the ease required for
Running in and out of breath Stained skin and teeth too red Incessant slamming in the tongue God forbid I spend one night alone Out to the parking lot
Between the ?? territory satellites Our children could be so much better off sacrificed than lost Just 200 miles out east Smothered in the sun's evening
Na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na Crawling through the dense green carpeting Untamed and Seventeen, tiny fingers couldn't pry their way
I'm lacking any discipline Pulling strings Tapping up your skin of porcelain ?? No longer need the sunlight At night we have it will suffice (?) Infatuation
Days bunch up in weeks, collaborate months against me. The sheets are stained with evidence that our remains are now, drifting away. I share with complete
Resurrect the evening, brought it back as it filled in Filled in something missing Something never there to begin You were so distraught Had never been