In fields where nothing grew but weeds, I found a flower at my feet, Bending there in my direction, I wrapped a hand around its stem, I pulled until the roots gave in, Finding now what I been missing, But I know... So I tell myself, tell myself it's wrong
There's a point we pass from which we can't return I felt the cold rain of the coming storm
All because of you I haven't slept in so long When I do I dream of drowning in the ocean Longing for the shore where I can lay my head down I'll follow your voice All you have to do is shout it out.
Inside my hands these petal brown Dried up falling to the ground But it was already to late now I pushed my fingers through the earth Return this flower to the dirt So it can live I walked away now But I know... Not a day goes by that I don't feel it's spurn
There's a point we pass from which we can't return I felt the cold rain of the coming storm All because you I haven't slept in so long When I do I dream of drowning in the ocean Longing for the shore where I can lay my head down I'll follow your voice All you have to do is shout it out.
All because of you All because of you
All because of you I haven't slept in so long When I do I dream of drowning in the ocean Longing for the shore where I can lay my head down Inside these eyes of yours
All because of you I believe in angels. Not the kind with wings No, not the kind with halos. The kind that brings you home When home becomes a strange place I'll follow your voice All you have to do is shout it out.
Compositores: Brandon M Barnes (ASCAP), Christopher J Chasse (ASCAP), Joseph Daniel Principe (ASCAP), Timothy J Mc Ilrath (Mac Ilrath Timothy J) (ASCAP)Editores: do It To Win Music (ASCAP), Sony-ATV Tunes LLC (ASCAP)Publicado em 2006ECAD verificado obra #1924521 e fonograma #3299085 em 17/Mai/2024 com dados da UBEM