| live... This song speaks for itself... | |||||
| lyrics... It's a walk down a quiet road A talk with someone I don't know It's the way the wind blows Through my hair
It's the pointless things I seek It's the end of a horrible week The times I choose not to speak Cause my mind is elsewhere
It's a ride that I missed It's the first nervous kiss And the times that I insist Must be a dream
It's a life that I love And the lives it's made of A cloudy sky above And the world that spins around me Makes me wanna live, I wanna live, I wann live, in the world around me I wanna live I wanna live I wanna live, yeah
It's a newborn baby's hand The success of the little man When he decides to take a stand For what he believes
It's the coolness of the shade On a hot summer day It's the way you say may name When you look in my eyes Makes me wanna live, I wanna live, I wann live, when I look in your eyes I wanna live I wanna live I wanna live, yeah
It's all the simple things That change the way I think And make me wanna sing make me wanna sing
live, I wanna live, I wann live, in the world around me live, I wanna live, I wann live, when I look in your eyes I wanna live I wanna live I wanna live, yeah photo by robert josiah |
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