I brought my tree down to the shore. The garland and the silver star. To find my peace and grieve no more. To heal this place inside my heart. . On every branch I laid some bread.
When I look deep into your eyes. That's when I know I'm living. For every moment of our lives. We should be forgiving, ohh. . We'll hold each other when we cry.
I was looking out the window just this morning.. Wasn't finding inspiration in my bed.. I was wondering if all this was a warning,. 'Cause I'd rather waste the day than work instead..