Nana:
So you hold on out your hands and catch him best you can.
And in giving love you feel a better man.
And the gift is what you get by giving more than you receive.
And you’re learning fast that maybe this is how you’ll be happy.
‘Cause in taking everything, you lost the air you need to breathe.
But in giving it away, you found the precious thing you seek.
--------------------------------------------------------------
Phil:
It's funny how it starts, just how it all begins.
You get your sights on dreams, (and man) a thousand different things.
You are on for yourself, you're chasing cool desire
You get addicted fast, but (man) you're playing with fire.
Then there’s a day that comes to you.
When you get all you want, but there’s a space inside that’s still as empty as it was.
‘Till an angel comes your way and (man) she’s falling fast.
You know she’s so in need but she is too afraid to ask.
(Man), it’s funny how she smiles, how grateful she is now
And how that touches me deep in my heart somehow.
Yet the mirror laughs at me when I forget myself.
When I complain about, this hand that I got dealt.
And if I had know before, how much she would change my life.
I’d sure go back in time and tell that guy (hey, man).
You can do better than this, you can answer your prayers
You can grant your own wish.
No comments:
Post a Comment