Something More Besides You Lyrics

	作曲 : Timmins
	One foot stands before the crib
	The other by the casket
	A question formed upon stilled lips
	Is passed on but never asked
	Guess I believe that there's a point to what we do
	But I ask myself is there something more besides you?
	Two are born to cross
	Their paths, their lives, their hearts
	If by chance one turns away
	Are they forever lost?
	Guess I believe that there's a point to what we do
	But I ask myself is there something more besides you?
	This morning
	I awokeThe bed warm where once it was cold
	Small blessings laid upon us
	Small mysteries slowly unfold
	Still I wonder, is there a point to what we do?'
	Cause I kind of doubt that there is something more besides you
	Although it's hard to find the point to what we do
	Do I dare believe that there is something more besides you?

	zuo qu : Timmins
	One foot stands before the crib
	The other by the casket
	A question formed upon stilled lips
	Is passed on but never asked
	Guess I believe that there' s a point to what we do
	But I ask myself is there something more besides you?
	Two are born to cross
	Their paths, their lives, their hearts
	If by chance one turns away
	Are they forever lost?
	Guess I believe that there' s a point to what we do
	But I ask myself is there something more besides you?
	This morning
	I awokeThe bed warm where once it was cold
	Small blessings laid upon us
	Small mysteries slowly unfold
	Still I wonder, is there a point to what we do?'
	Cause I kind of doubt that there is something more besides you
	Although it' s hard to find the point to what we do
	Do I dare believe that there is something more besides you?

	zuò qǔ : Timmins
	One foot stands before the crib
	The other by the casket
	A question formed upon stilled lips
	Is passed on but never asked
	Guess I believe that there' s a point to what we do
	But I ask myself is there something more besides you?
	Two are born to cross
	Their paths, their lives, their hearts
	If by chance one turns away
	Are they forever lost?
	Guess I believe that there' s a point to what we do
	But I ask myself is there something more besides you?
	This morning
	I awokeThe bed warm where once it was cold
	Small blessings laid upon us
	Small mysteries slowly unfold
	Still I wonder, is there a point to what we do?'
	Cause I kind of doubt that there is something more besides you
	Although it' s hard to find the point to what we do
	Do I dare believe that there is something more besides you?

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