Take Me to History
Skies turn to grey
And here I am, wishing for you to stay
Why make it hard
While it isn't easy, you still want it with all your heart
Here we are, in the grey
Wanting more
Won't you please say yes, we can leave
You and me, I'm wishing for something
Take me to fields made of roses and skies made of trees
Cobblestone alleyways, libraries filled with memories
Centuries of mystery
Towers so high strike a fire so deep
Knowing the journey will lead to a peace called poetry
A step towards simplicity
Take me to history
Yes, it's stuck in my head
Like a song, or a secret that's left unsaid
Oh, the world, though as small as they say
It's a series of novels on a shelf waiting to open one day
Take me there, let me see everything waiting before me
Love, come along, take my hand
Who knows where we'll land
Maybe in fields made of roses and skies made of trees
Cobblestone alleyways, libraries filled with memories
Centuries of mystery
Towers so high strike a fire so deep
Knowing the journey will lead to a peace called poetry
A step towards simplicity
Take me to history
London find me, love find me
Take me with you
A fantasy becomes a memory when you take me to
Fields made of roses and skies made of trees
Cobblestone alleyways, libraries filled with memories
Centuries of mystery
Towers so high strike a fire so deep
Knowing the journey will lead to a peace called poetry
A step towards simplicity
Take me to history
And here I am, wishing for you to stay
Why make it hard
While it isn't easy, you still want it with all your heart
Here we are, in the grey
Wanting more
Won't you please say yes, we can leave
You and me, I'm wishing for something
Take me to fields made of roses and skies made of trees
Cobblestone alleyways, libraries filled with memories
Centuries of mystery
Towers so high strike a fire so deep
Knowing the journey will lead to a peace called poetry
A step towards simplicity
Take me to history
Yes, it's stuck in my head
Like a song, or a secret that's left unsaid
Oh, the world, though as small as they say
It's a series of novels on a shelf waiting to open one day
Take me there, let me see everything waiting before me
Love, come along, take my hand
Who knows where we'll land
Maybe in fields made of roses and skies made of trees
Cobblestone alleyways, libraries filled with memories
Centuries of mystery
Towers so high strike a fire so deep
Knowing the journey will lead to a peace called poetry
A step towards simplicity
Take me to history
London find me, love find me
Take me with you
A fantasy becomes a memory when you take me to
Fields made of roses and skies made of trees
Cobblestone alleyways, libraries filled with memories
Centuries of mystery
Towers so high strike a fire so deep
Knowing the journey will lead to a peace called poetry
A step towards simplicity
Take me to history
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Writer(s): Lara Lafferty
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