More to this world than speeds by
Two places in my mind I could never find
Thinking I would cross every line and
Thinking he'd do all his time
There's more to love than I was given
There's more to stars than what was written
Visions I held in that kitchen
It's the feeling that you left in the park on those old summer days
I've tried to sell you, but you say
It gives nothing to me, nothing to me
It gives nothing to me, nothing to me
How do I tell you it's holy?
No one can take it from me
How do I tell you it's holy?
How do I tell you
I was a young girl staring at the lake
When I knew it's time to let go of my pain
I'd give the whole world just for a taste
Of the old days