I want you here with me Like how I pictured it Is it too much to ask for something great? So I don't have to keep imagining Come on, jump out at me Come on, bring everything You're all I want So much it's hurting One day you'll come into my world and say

I've become so numb Can I get an encore, do you want more Cooking raw with the Brooklyn boy So for one last time I need y'all to roar Now what the hell are you waiting for? After me, there shall be no more So for one last time, make some noise Caught in

Lying beside you, here in the dark Feeling your heartbeat with mine Softly you whisper, you're so sincere How could our love be so blind We sailed on together We drifted apart And here you are, by my side So now I come to you with open arms

Only trust Him, only trust Him Only trust Him now He will save you, He will save you He will save you now He will save you now Come, every soul by sin oppressed There’s mercy with the Lord And He will surely give you rest By trusting in His Word

I'm the number one fan He said please come to Boston For the springtime I'm stayin' here with some friends And they've got lots of room You can sell your paintings on the sidewalk By a cafe where I hope to be workin' soon Please come to Boston

Shape shift, nose to the wind Shape shift, feeling I've been Move swift, all senses clean Off through the new day's mist I run Off from the new day's mist I have come I hunt therefore I am Harvest the land Taking of the fallen lamb We shift pulsing with

When I'm not with you Nothing ever feels good When I'm not with you, I'm not me I'm not in control of what I do, it's not me When I'm not with you, it's not me I come back to the places where we found us I'm not in control of what I do We're somewhere in

Don't let the tide come and take me Don't let the tide come and wash us away So don't let the tide come and take me Oh no, get ready I just want a safe place to hide us away Far from with you, where I wanna stay Stay close, hold steady I feel it coming,

They're selling postcards of the hanging, they're painting the passports brown The beauty parlor is filled with sailors, the circus is in town Here comes the blind commissioner, they've got him in a trance One hand is tied to the tight-rope walker, the

I went downtown to see milady She stood me up and I stood there waiting But it'll be all right when The Morning Comes Now I'm up in the air with the rain in my hair I've got nowhere to go, so I can go anywhere And it'll be all right when the Morning