Sunday, August 2, 2009

1:00 AM...ideal for song writing

an empty room is the best place to see you
its just you and i, the walls, our voices lifting
an empty lot is the best place to meet you
without direction, we're our finest matches

this little voice has learned her place in life
little voice come out and love up the sunshine

maybe we'll walk, maybe we'll run
maybe we'll fly
maybe we'll shatter down the walls and burn these bridges

though im packing up my clothes to try and change the world
i'm coming back to find the walls, our voices lifting
though im leaving for the tallest tower
im coming back to see you growing and living easy

this little heart has grown to love all of you more
little heart come out and love up the sunshine

maybe we'll walk, maybe we'll run
maybe we'll fly
maybe we'll shatter down the walls and burn these bridges

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