Can\u2019t you feel the magic?
\nThe air is alive.
\nYour hand is in mine, feel the electricity rise.
\nI\u2019ve spent the last year tightrope walking for you in my dreams.
\nI\u2019ve been talking to the flowers again. (You know how I do that.)
\nThey whisper I got it right this time.
\nI find you in the hand knitted pieces of the sky.
\nYou\u2019re always there when I don\u2019t even try.
\nYou\u2019re liquid sunshine.
\nI find you in every silver lining.
\nYou arrive right on time.
\nI wish I could bottle this feeling.
\nMaybe I could just watch my heart healing.
\nBecause I can\u2019t forget you.
\nYou\u2019re engraved on my heart.
\nAll days move exactly the same.
\nYou encompass my brain.
\nIt\u2019s a silent refrain.
\nI sat still in an ever moving world.
\nI watched everything around me turn to rust.
\nI watched the flowers in the vase turn to dust.
\nI pressed down and left my fingertips on your heart.
\nI just want you to remember me.
\nLately I hope that the memory of the warmth of your heart can\u2019t be lost to time.
\nI wanna be where you are.
\nBecause I know somewhere you\u2019re mine.
\nAcross the oceans or maybe in another timeline.
\nThere is no way we don\u2019t work when I know your hand fits perfectly in mine
\nShe\u2019s the music in the movie without her it just doesn\u2019t make sense
\nBecause when the book finds its end she is where we begin.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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