Friday, November 21, 2008

Serenata distante

I'm finding my way back to sanity, again
Though I don't really know what
I am gonna do when I get there
Take a breath and hold on tight
Spin around one more time
And gracefully fall back to the arms of grace

'Cause I am hanging on every word you’re saying
Even if you don't want to speak tonight
That's alright, alright with me
'Cause I want nothing more than sit
Outside your door and listen to you breathing
It’s where I want to be


(Lifehouse, Breathing)

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