Tin Box
In a tin box stuffed with souls
Somewhere between first and fourth floor
With coffee cups and stray elbows
I awkwardly stare at the door
In the corner of my eye
Suspends a leather briefcase
I wonder what lies inside
And suddenly I yearn to say
I have love
I have love
In my daydream we are more
All our energies combine
And we are one bright, travelling force
Ascending into the skies
I have love
I have love
Oooo and the lights are flashing by
Oooo I'm alive
Somewhere between first and fourth floor
With coffee cups and stray elbows
I awkwardly stare at the door
In the corner of my eye
Suspends a leather briefcase
I wonder what lies inside
And suddenly I yearn to say
I have love
I have love
In my daydream we are more
All our energies combine
And we are one bright, travelling force
Ascending into the skies
I have love
I have love
Oooo and the lights are flashing by
Oooo I'm alive
Credits
Writer(s): Ben Mcgarvey
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