What if it's all I can offer?
What if my life was just meant to be this?
What if through thick and thin and the highs and lows, there's just nothing left to resist?
I've found my true calling and it's never sounded so f****** good.
I know this one part of my life will keep me breathing as long as I'm part of this earth.
For years I've seen things come and go
(but every night I dream the same sounds).
Through friends gone and battles I've lost
(I've learned to follow the song inside me).
One day will come when the stars in the sky will align
to show that I can make something of these notes I've been hearing in my sleep.
I'll show you the song inside me.
I've been reduced to the chords that flow from my hands and capture my thoughts.
They take them prisoner, they don't let them escape until these thoughts... these songs, are resolved.
And nothing will come of my days and my nights till these notes all seem right.
I'll lie awake and dream of a time when my voice will be heard and the words will come to life.
For years I've seen things come and go
(but every night I dream the same sounds).
Through friends gone and battles I've lost
(I've learned to follow the song inside me).
One day will come when the stars in the sky will align
to show that I can make something of these notes I've been hearing in my sleep.
I'll show you the song inside me.
What if my life was just meant to be this?
What if through thick and thin and the highs and lows, there's just nothing left to resist?
I've found my true calling and it's never sounded so f****** good.
I know this one part of my life will keep me breathing as long as I'm part of this earth.
For years I've seen things come and go
(but every night I dream the same sounds).
Through friends gone and battles I've lost
(I've learned to follow the song inside me).
One day will come when the stars in the sky will align
to show that I can make something of these notes I've been hearing in my sleep.
I'll show you the song inside me.
I've been reduced to the chords that flow from my hands and capture my thoughts.
They take them prisoner, they don't let them escape until these thoughts... these songs, are resolved.
And nothing will come of my days and my nights till these notes all seem right.
I'll lie awake and dream of a time when my voice will be heard and the words will come to life.
For years I've seen things come and go
(but every night I dream the same sounds).
Through friends gone and battles I've lost
(I've learned to follow the song inside me).
One day will come when the stars in the sky will align
to show that I can make something of these notes I've been hearing in my sleep.
I'll show you the song inside me.