Sunday, September 02, 2007

the story

"as long as the day is full of time, there will always be room
for your hand in mine"



"all of these lines across my face
tell you the story of who i am
so many stories of where i've been
and how i got to where i am
but these stories don't mean anything
when you've got no one to tell them to
it's true, i was made for you

"i climbed across the mountain tops
swam all across the ocean blue
i crossed all the lines and i broke all the rules
but baby i broke them all for you
oh, because even when i was flat broke
you made me feel like a million bucks
you do, i was made for you

"you see the smile that's on my mouth
is hiding the words that don't come out
all of our friends who think that i'm blessed
that don't know my head is a mess
no, they don't know who i really am
and they don't know what i've been through
like you do, and i was made for you

"all of these lines across my face
tell you the story of who i am
so many stories of where i've been
and how i got to where i am
oh, but these stories don't mean anything
when you've got no one to tell them to
it's true, i was made for you

"oh yeah, well, it's true
that i was made for you"

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