And you will never know just how beautiful you are to me But maybe I'm just in love when you wake me up I should ink my skin With your name And take my passport out again And just replace it See I could do without a tan On my left hand, where my fourth

It's what you feel now Dead from the neck up We thought you had it in you But no, no, no What you ought to One two three four Wakey wakey Rise and shine It's on again, off again, on again

And yeah you know I gotta bring it back again And I tell 'em hold on I don't understand whats happening Lord willin' Make a difference, lord willin' Uh, lord willin' I tell 'em hold on And So I tell 'em hold on So I tell em

So I let go, lose control Holding on to something That I know I can't control And I could not have it any other way Restless anxious is all I've known Defenseless against this This changes in my soul What was once reluctance soon becomes the will to grow

Where my sorrow goes, there I'll be Water runs up through my door And washed me clean of my childhood Dirt on the floor, a reminder Well I can't tell you I'm not at all afraid Crossing that river again on a boat Takes in more than it floats on above And

Ah-ah, ah-ah I think I'm breaking down again Ah-ah, ah-ah I think I'm breaking down I can see it coming from the edge of the room Creeping in the streetlight holding my hand in the pale gloom Can you see it coming now? All alone it was always there you

Quando a gente vê Que perdeu tempo numa relação Quem paga é o coração Mas olha não preocupa não O fígado ainda tá bom Mais uma história conhecida Já fiz chorar o barman E o segurança também Sabe que é difícil controlar o vício

I am the voice of never, never land The innocence, the dreams of every man Every chimney, every moonlit sight Every memory that you hold dear I am the empty crib of Peter Pan, A soaring kite against the blue, blue sky, I am the story that will read you

From everyone Little bird, if I only knew Maybe I'd be more like you With a feather in my wing Is it spring? Who only tries to Maybe I like pleasure pain Of going and coming back again

And I've been waiting in the weeds, Waiting for my time to come around again. And hope is floating on the breeze, Carrying my soul high up above the ground. And I've been keeping to myself, Knowing that the seasons are slowly changing. Even know you're