The feeling's racing by, it's a sign, this metaphor defies
We're individuals, in a stereotype
The words can't complete just what the picture means
And every second passing is a second I would freeze
There's a reason why I'll try
Search the deserts and the skies til I die
And now I know what money cannot buy
I'll bleed the oceans dry for one night
The deserts and the skies, and the light
The songs I'll never write are lost on my tongue, they are burning my lungs
But these cards cannot read just what the future sees
And I could never sing a note so perfect as this melody
There's a reason why I'll try
Search the deserts and the skies til I die
And now I know what money cannot buy
I'll bleed the oceans dry for one night
She opened up my eyes
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