(c. knox). . I know why. Fish swim in the sky. And beat their leather wings. Until they're high and dry. We fly in the face of fashion. Full scale and fair.
Falling in love again. Never wanted to. What am I to do?. I can't help it. . Love's always been my game. Play it how I may. I was made that way. I can't help it.
Let me show you. Some future love. Let me show you. My little girl. You will find out. You've been dreaming of. A colour tv. In your grey world. . There will be a fusion.
Freefall, freefall. . All my life. I have been searching. For the person. With the key. . People I've seen. Were only running. After the same dream. .
Chorus:. I need love. Freedom - come over me. Won't you tell me how to hear. And show me how to see. I need love. Freedom - give me your hand. And my God will take you.
Lady!. So many nights he was. Hoping. If you're feeling just the. Same thing that he's. Feeling for you. Now he knows that you do. 'cause you told him yesterday ....
He said: my girl I've got the. Answers to your question here inside. You're looking sad maybe. Some 'green' will make you happier tonight. . All the faith inside was gone, yeah.
You. . Until you came, it felt like my world. Was fallin' apart at the seams. All of my childhood dreams. Were empty and meaningless. . Until we kissed it seemed like the rain.
Many hearts, knocked on my door. When I needed more. Many scars, lined up the walls. From the one before, so. . Aaaah x3. Won't listen to your rambles no.
Verse 1. Tomorrow shell be turning 17. But somehow now the mirror has become her enemy. Feelin like shell never measure up. Feelin like shell never be enough.
Each night I sit alone. I dial you on the phone. But you're not there. Oh, are you there?. Can't keep my heart from breakin'. Can't keep my mind from thinkin'.
Words and Music by Mark Schultz. From the recording: Song Cinema, Track #8.. . A chapter done. Turn the page. And separate roads. Lead separate ways. But as we go, we're not alone.
Are you afraid?. The wind is calling for the departed to rise from the grave. They're searching for clues. there's nothing to find. when your chalk outline is all that remains.
Four minutes left to go, is this the end?. That message on your stereo, four minute warning. Everybody wants to know what should we do than. A few short stories, a four minute warning.
Oh lord,. What is it you have in store for me,. Privately been my own company,. I pray to you,. askin' you,. what lies ahead,. what lies ahead.. . oh lord,.
Can I be a friend, with you to the end?. 'Cause I know that's written in the wind. Take you to higher ground, come on, don't look down. 'Cause I'm showing you where to begin.
This is my prayer. For the people. This is my song. To give your prayer. This is my love. Coming out of me. This is my fear. I'm trying to face. . You are my friend.
I was waiting for a push, waiting for a sign. Waiting for the perfect moment to arrive. Steady as a clock, caught between the line. Living for myself until I realized.
It's only for a moment you are mine to hold. The plans that heaven has for you. Will all too soon unfold. So many different prayers I'll pray. . For all that you might do.
(Mark Erelli). . Did you think they'd part the seas for you like Moses. Did you think everything would come up roses. For every door they open. There's another door that closes.