Wednesday, June 16, 2010

London Eye (6/16/10)

Verse
I walk down, the dark street.
The hallways, in this place…
Make it seem like it’s impossible to be who I am.
I don’t fit in, but I do somewhere else…

Chorus
In the London eye, where everything is beautiful.
Look to the sky, where God is looking down on me.
I don’t have to cry, I don’t have to hide, I don’t have to lie anymore.
In the London eye… I feel fine.

Verse
I look around and I feel so alone.
With no one there, left or right.
Hmmm….
I’m letting lose, missing pieces, I’m incomplete.
Where do I belong? Because somewhere I do….

Chorus

Bridge
I’m fall-ing a-part-into pieces everywhere…
Your words-they hurt-but you can’t see…
In this place-its crowded-I don’t feel so alone…
They accept me-instead of taunting me.

Chorus (x2)
In the London eye….

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