Take the hand that's holding up your head. With the hand it's holding your heart. It's more than I am, more than I am. . Hold you hand above your head.
He can't take it all in. He refuses to take it all in. He has no idea where. . He's at or where he's been. And he asks himself who. Will be the queen.
It's knowing what's important. Hidden lockets of your hair. Felt exactly every moment. Even moments we never share. . And all this land has been discovered.
I'm not that medieval, sometimes, I write my thoughts down. I can never remember, who I am. Who I am, where I am, what on earth, I'm doing here. What on earth, I know.
What if your heart. Is your only home?. You can go around. Maybe you won't go around. . And if your heart. Is your only home. You can go around. Maybe you won't go around.