If I was the sun. And you were the rain. Then maybe I'd see. Why we can't meet again. . If I were born free. And you were in chains. Then I'd understand.
When the bees hang around the pollen. And I sit beneath the shade of this tree. When the clear water of the river. Runs gently beside of me. . Then my thoughts can drift and wander.
Every window in my hometown is empty. And I really don't know why. And the house you used to live in. Is cold and fallen down, yeah. . And I am tired and I'm weary.
Love ain't a pretty thing. You can't just hide it away. Love it ain't a secret. You can't just lock it up and leave it. . If you wear your feelings. The way you wear your clothes.
You talk about love. I know about love. It don't grow on trees. When the stars shine on me. They shine sadly. I know about love. . You talk about home.
I got a mirror, a bottle and a pen. The mirror is cracked. The bottle is empty. And my pen don't know where to begin. . I've got a picture, a letter and a song.
I don't want to think about that. I don't want to think about that. I don't want to think about that. I don't want to think about that. . Don't tell me.
See my eyes. They carry your reflection. Watch my lips. They whisper the words you taught me to. I am your mirror. I have been since time began. When you need power.
This is the air I breathe. This is the air I breathe. Your Holy Presence living in me. . This is my daily bread. This is my daily bread. Your very Word spoken to me.
Breathe on me,. Just another punk coming straight out of O.C.,. Yeah you don't know me but I sure aint no croney. Bringin a style that's fresh and new,.