There's an ocean of days, tearing down your nights
There's a mountain of left, going against the right
So many lives living out their story
Who could care less about the fame and glory?
There's a desert of how, you'd like things to be
Life lives on life, what a scary scene
You seem to be getting by just fine on your own
The well came to the thirsty, but no one was home
Looking for some real dignity
In all the wrong places that you don't want to be
At the point of purchase, heavens above
All you really need is just a little more love
There's a kind of love you waited a lifetime for
Like a dew drop praying for the sun at your door
Some poor souls are lonely in their beds
Wide eyed nights got you lost in your head
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