|
Now listen |
|
Because I've listened to you |
|
Your voice |
|
Your words |
|
And the music behind them |
|
And all of it sinks in |
|
And weighs me down |
|
Finds my heart |
|
And breaks it down |
|
Breaks it open |
|
And empties it out |
|
Tries to fill it back up |
|
But it just spills out again into |
|
My whole body is awake |
|
I have never felt purer pain than this |
|
You're in complete control of all my senses |
|
Now you've gotten my attention |
|
Singing |
|
You've gotten my attention now |
|
Sing it |
|
I left my heart's final punch |
|
Echoing in that of the kickdrum's |
|
But somehow |
|
My finger finds the button |
|
And the resulting music kickstarts that vital pump |
|
Blood carries the beat to my ears at the peak of heightened sensitivity |
|
And I'm listening to the sound of a different voice now |
|
He's pulling love out of daring melodies |
|
Wrenching me from the most peaceful sleep |
|
The pieces come together again |
|
And the blood just rushes back through it |
|
Singing |
|
The blood just rushes back through me |
|
Sing it |
|
Don't you understand this power in your hands |
|
You have made me understand everything I am |
