Here I am,
I'm in everything you hear
Here I stand with shaky legs
And as my earth begins to spin I hold on to whatever I can do
Here I lay with my arms open wide
Hit me now, hit my heart
I know the ceiling may be wide But in my mind the sky is velvet blue
This is my private setting
My lucky 57
This is the screening of my heart Where I will play the leading part
My written start
This is a touch of heaven My
lucky 57
These are the words in which I lay My hungry heart for you to slay
Another day
Do you see the power in me?
Do I bleach your piggy ears?
Can I carry all this weight?
Am I too late to take the stage alone?
Cause over me,
over me the birds will cry Over me the rain will pour
And I will soak and I will blow In
northern winds until I find my song
This is my private setting
My
lucky 57 This is the screening of my heart
Where I will play the leading part My written start
This is a touch of heaven My
lucky
57 These are the words in which I lay My
hungry heart for you to slay Another day