Like This One
I used to dream of better days
I'd see moments of glory, of joy, oh and very little pain
I used to dream of better days
Something new at every turn
No need to need for very long
With what I held in my heart and in my arms
Something new at every turn
Now I'm tired of the turns on every street
The catch in every phrase
And the songs that fall apart
Different now than when they'd start
Like this one
I welcomed love with open arms
The beauty that I found inside
Of innocent eyes that laughed and cried
She held me so tight
I welcomed love with open arms
I felt its power, felt its pain
And I would not change a thing
A lifetime of love is everything
The moments of pain will fade
I could make those moments fade
Now I'm tired of the turns on every street
The catch in every phrase
And the songs that fall apart
Different now than when they'd start
Like this one
I understand the pen I hold's a friend
Growing tired as I am of all the words he must now own
Stolen from a tortured soul
Like this one
Put my hands into the fire
Knowing full well it would burn
Yet knowing this I've done it again and again
Put my hands into the fire knowing well it would burn
Blessings can be a curse
Running blind into the woods
A child that fears, a child that knows, and understands
Blessings can be a curse
Now I'm tired of the turns on every street
The catch in every phrase
And the songs that fall apart
Different now than when they'd start
Like this one
I'd see moments of glory, of joy, oh and very little pain
I used to dream of better days
Something new at every turn
No need to need for very long
With what I held in my heart and in my arms
Something new at every turn
Now I'm tired of the turns on every street
The catch in every phrase
And the songs that fall apart
Different now than when they'd start
Like this one
I welcomed love with open arms
The beauty that I found inside
Of innocent eyes that laughed and cried
She held me so tight
I welcomed love with open arms
I felt its power, felt its pain
And I would not change a thing
A lifetime of love is everything
The moments of pain will fade
I could make those moments fade
Now I'm tired of the turns on every street
The catch in every phrase
And the songs that fall apart
Different now than when they'd start
Like this one
I understand the pen I hold's a friend
Growing tired as I am of all the words he must now own
Stolen from a tortured soul
Like this one
Put my hands into the fire
Knowing full well it would burn
Yet knowing this I've done it again and again
Put my hands into the fire knowing well it would burn
Blessings can be a curse
Running blind into the woods
A child that fears, a child that knows, and understands
Blessings can be a curse
Now I'm tired of the turns on every street
The catch in every phrase
And the songs that fall apart
Different now than when they'd start
Like this one
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