I really hate to let this moment go. Touching your skin, and your hair falling slow. When a goodbye kiss, feels like this. . Don't you wanna stay here a little while?.
Yeah I've been this way before. But something down here changed. The spring sun hanging slower. Colder in the sky. And your voice sounds strange. Your voice sounds strange.
I really hate to let this moment go. Touching your skin, and your hair falling slow. When a goodbye kiss, feels like this. . Don't you wanna stay here a little while?.
Well ya can't eat, can't sleep, down on the floor. Cuz you've never fell this hard before. Now there's nothing in this world ya want more. Than to be free.
She's got the long blond hair. Got the red sports car. And you know she's got the. Top laid back. She's got the movie star smile. Got the sun kissed tan.
I should have stolen every moment. Now there's a page with not enough on it. Where we belong. I guess I'll never understand it. Why do we take it all for granted.
It ain't good for your soul, to stay on cruise control. And let the good times pass by. And it's been way too long since we carried on. So let's get off this painted pony ride.
I've had enough of all this tension. Don't you know I'm worried sick. Now i'm in the right dimension. No escape route does the trick. . I hear my heart is on rotation.
You completely disappeared,. You could be a million miles from here,. You're doin' fine from what I hear, lately.. I guess you found your destiny,. If this is really how it's meant to be,.
A chair on the porch,. The sun coming up. Warm on my face. I'm thanking God for my luck.. . She walks through the door. Wrapped up in a sheet,. Floating on air.
Now part of living right. Is being prepared to fight. That means there's gonna be sleepless nights. In this walk with Christ. But Lord you know. Anytime day or night I'll go.
no one knows. no one sees the fear inside. and no one prays. no one feels the pain you hide. and no one hurts. no one tastes the tears you cry. cause no one cares.
I can't hide it, I can't fight it. When every nerve is cryin' out for release. I can't recapture, little rapture. That passion that is burning inside me.