I sit and wait Does an angel contemplate my fate And do they know The places where we go When we?re gray and old ?cos I have been told That salvation
all around you And for once, never wonder what they're worth The rainstorm and the river are my brothers The heron and the otter are my friends And we are all connected to each other
(Verse 1) Ive got the looks to go with The books Syle that gets A's im used To the praise Not space in class it my Hand that gets arrised Cute skirt
(From "Bandslam" soundtrack) Ohh... You sheltered me from harm Kept me warm, kept me warm You gave my life to me Set me free, set me free The finest
They can say let's pretend Make em like them my best friend tellin their lies And they can scheme behind my back Make fiction not a fact try to re-
I wanna feel your touch, You know it's easier, If we get closer... I'm not asking for too much, I just get this feeling, over and over... 'Cause
all And I'm ready to fall You're still there for me There for me There for me Even when I can't be there for you You're always there for me [Vanessa
They can play let's pretend Make out like their my best friend Telling their lies and they can sceme behind my back Make fiction out of facts Try to
You sheltered me from harm Kept me warm, kept me warm You gave my life to me Set me free, set me free The finest years I ever knew Were all the years
around you And for once, never wonder what they're worth The rainstorm and the river are my brothers The heron and the otter are my friends And we are all connected to each other
(All I want to do is stand close to you) (All I want to do is stand close to you) I'll be the one to tell everyone I'm gone I've fallen in To a place
I wanna feel your touch, You know it's easier, If we get closer... I'm not asking for too much, I just get this feeling, over and over... 'Cause it'
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire Jack Frost nipping at your nose Yuletide carols being sung by a choir And folks dressed up like Eskimos Everybody
[Verse 1:] Its Funny When You Find Yourself Looking From The Outside I'm Standng Here But All I Want Is To Be Over There Why Did I Let Myself Believe
When I think about you and me I get a little weak in the knee's I feel the flutter of a butterfly and sometimes I can hardly breath [Vanessa (guy):]
