The sounds, are clearer vibrations pass
through my arms
The sounds, I feel them nearer
emotions soothing my mind
Tell me
A thorn was twisting in me,
but you posses the powers to heal
My anxious lungs stopped breathing
you’ve locked my senses onto your words
The sight, of you moving
prints an image of my desire
Tear the pages, to my stories
the truth behind every lie
I’ll fight with every demon
I’ll carve your letters in the sun
I’ll give you every reason
I’ll read it from the ocean floor
Paper trails left me clues
Fairytales are changing my views
City lights, dirty streets,
my defense has fallen to you
I’ll take on every chance
I’ll carve your letters in the sun
I’ll be your favorite prize
I’ll take you to the ocean floor
Paper trails left me clues
Fairytales are changing my views
City lights, dirty streets,
My defense has fallen to you
(A paper trail has brought me here
I’m changing my views)