: (Live) What gives, what helps The Intuition I'll know, I'll know (Oh) I won't have to be shown The way home And it's not about a boy Although
: This kind of letter is in black Gotta know who's got your back But comes around for you Because I'm telling you the truth So much present inside my
: The telegraph cables hung The few can decipher who the message is from And delivering quietly 'Cause some don't get much company The harbor becomes
: Honey honey, up in the trees Fill the flowers deep in his dreams Eat them out to sea by the east Honey honey, food for the bees Honey honey, out on
: (Nina Simone Cover - Original title "Sea-line Woman") See-line woman She drinks coffee She drinks tea And we're so cold See-line woman She
: What grew What grew What grew and inside who First so simple was the vow Then the chorus sang about Your shoulder The mooring for me Like water lost
: Clouds part just to give us a lesson There's a limit to your love Like a waterfall in slow motion Like a map with no ocean There's a limit to your
: One, two, three, four Tell me that you love me more Sleepless long nights That is what my youth was for Old teenage hopes are alive at your door Left
One, two, three, four Tell me that you love me more Sleepless long nights That is what my youth was for Old teenage hopes are alive at your door Left
I feel it all, I feel it all I feel it all, I feel it all The wings are wide, the wings are wide Wild card in sight, wild card in sight Oh I?ll be the
What grew What grew What grew and inside who First so simple was the vow Then the chorus sang about Your shoulder The mooring for me Like water lost
Honey honey, up in the trees Fill the flowers deep in his dreams Eat them out to sea by the east Honey honey, food for the bees Honey honey, out on
(Nina Simone Cover - Original title "Sea-line Woman") See-line woman She drinks coffee She drinks tea And we're so cold See-line woman She drinks
This kind of letter is in black Gotta know who's got your back But comes around for you Because I'm telling you the truth So much present inside my
Clouds part just to give us a lesson There's a limit to your love Like a waterfall in slow motion Like a map with no ocean There's a limit to your love
Why would he come back through the park You thought that you saw him, but no you did not It's not him coming across the sea to surprise you Not him
I'm sorry, two words I always think after you're gone When I realize I was acting all wrong So selfish, two words that could describe Old actions
The telegraph cables hung The few can decipher who the message is from And delivering quietly 'Cause some don't get much company The harbor becomes