My eyes are faking all the sights.
For every page that I read, comes another to write.
My wheels are spining out of control
And I feel, yes, I feel like I am ready to roll.
Soooo,
I have seen all I need to roam free, within these streets.
Climbing up walls that are never too tall, feeds my soul.
My words are music to your ears.
For every story I tell comes a sequel that you must hear
And I wander your pages in search of a plan.
For every chapter I pass draws directions of where I am
And where I am going.
And I have seen all I need to roam free within these streets
Climbing up walls that are never too tall, feeds my soul.
And I am seeing time, explaining it's better line, to me.
Drawing out pages with illustrative lines, you'll see.
And I fall down under your watchful eye.
Hmmm
And I have seen all I need to roam free, within these streets.
Climbing up walls that are never too tall, feeds my soul.
And I have seen all I need to rome free, within these streets.
Climbing up walls that are never too tall, feeds my soul
