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29 agosto, 2018

The Story (My head is a mess)




All of these lines across my face
Tell you the story of who I am
So many stories of where I've been
And how I got to where I am
But these stories don't mean anything
When you've got no one to tell them to
It's true... I was made for you

I climbed across the mountain tops
Swam all across the ocean blue
I crossed all the lines and I broke all the rules
But baby I broke them all for you
Because even when I was flat broke
You made me feel like a million bucks
You do and I was made for you

You see the smile that's on my mouth
It's hiding the words that don't come out
And all of my friends who think that I'm blessed
They don't know my head is a mess


Beautiful day





Gonna wash the dust off my soul
Gonna listen to some rock 'n' roll
No cares, come what may


Gonna drive my car to the sea
Swim out far cause I believe
That waves will wash the grey away
I'm making a beautiful day

Let me hear you say
Ooh, oh oh, my my
I'm learning to fly
Let's not forget we're alive
Gonna climb that hill behind my house
See what this place is all about
Cause from above it all, you can't help but say
It's gonna be a beautiful day