Paroles de The First Movement
There's a voice in the wind so familiar it sings him to sleepAnd yet it's melody's so terribly empty
So the boy drops his pin and wind section instruments cling to the beat
And now together they ascend to an ending
It was a beautiful song, the first of many to come
But meant the start of a bond, precious only to one
But the question remained and it plagued the boy’s conscience for days
Who was this beautiful voice he kept hearing?
So he sat and he waited so patiently
Aching to say that it was of her he'd been dreaming
It was a beautiful song, the first of many to come
But meant the start of a bond, precious only to one
Patience, for she's heard you and it's only a matter of time
She's on her way to come get you and you're going to be just fine
She pulled up at the street lights. "Get in we're going for a ride. The walk’s too long, you'll get there in half the time if you take a seat on the shotgun side.”
She's in the palm of your hand
It was a beautiful song, the first of many to come
But meant the start of a bond, precious only to one
He sat and he gazed to the driver’s seat, somehow afraid
And now she's driving in circles
She's in the palm of your hand
It's now. Don't skip on your chance
It's time. Don't skip on your chance
But what the future holds no one knows...
But the question remained and it plagued the boy’s conscience for days
Who was this beautiful voice he kept hearing?
So he sat and he waited so patiently
Aching to say that it was of her he'd been dreaming
It was a beautiful song, the first of many to come
But meant the start of a bond, precious only to one
Patience, for she's heard you and it's only a matter of time
She's on her way to come get you and you're going to be just fine
She pulled up at the street lights. "Get in we're going for a ride. The walk’s too long, you'll get there in half the time if you take a seat on the shotgun side.”
She's in the palm of your hand
It was a beautiful song, the first of many to come
But meant the start of a bond, precious only to one
He sat and he gazed to the driver’s seat, somehow afraid
And now she's driving in circles
She's in the palm of your hand
It's now. Don't skip on your chance
It's time. Don't skip on your chance
But what the future holds no one knows...
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