the fields where nothing grew but weeds
i found a flower at my feet
planted there in my direction
i wrapped a hand around its stem
i pulled until the roots gave in
finding now what ive been missing
and i know....
so i tell myself
i tell myself its wrong
theres a point we've passed in which we cant returnnnn
ive felt the cold rain of the coming storm
all because of you
i havent slept in so long
when i do i dream
of drowning in the ocean
longing for the shore
where i can lay my head down
ill follow your voice
all you have to do
is shout it out
inside my hands these pedals bound
dried up fallen to the ground
but it was already too late now
i pushed my fingers through the earth
returned this flower to the dirt
so it could live i walked away now
but i know
not a day goes by when i dont feel its wrong
theres a point we've passed in which we cant return
ive felt the cold rain of the coming storm
all because of you
i havent slept in so long
when i do i dream
of drowning in the ocean
longing for the shore
where i can lay my head down
ill follow your voice
all you have to do
is shout it out
all because of you
all because of you
all because of you
i havent slept in so long
when i do i dream
of drowning in the ocean
longing for the shore
where i can lay my head down
inside these arms of yours
all because of you
i believe in angels
not the kind with wings
no not the kind with halos
the kind that bring you home
when home becomes a strange place
ill follow your voice
all you have to do
is shout it out