Lyrics
All the songs of my heart
They speak soft and slow and I
Try my best
To ignore them
I've got plenty of time
To refine this voice of mine and to
Sing soft
And pretty
But my voice gets
Tired of screaming and my thoughts
Get tired of jumping
Onto trains made of clouds
I'm not tired of choosing
The way my life will go
I think that I'm using
Everyone that I know...