Waves

Dean Lewis

Transposer:

There is a swelling storm And I'm caught up in the middle of it all And it takes control of the person that I thought I was The boy I used to know There is a light in the dark And I feel its warmth In my hands, in my heart Why can't I hold on? It comes and goes in waves It always does, it always does We watch as our young hearts fade Into the flood, into the flood Freedom, falling, The feeling that I thought was set in stone Slips through my fingers Trying hard to let go It comes and goes in waves It comes and goes in waves It carries us away Through the wind Down to the place we used to lay when we were kids Memories of a stolen place Caught in the silence, an echo lost in space It comes and goes in waves It always does, it always does We watch as our young hearts fade Into the flood, into the flood Freedom, falling, The feeling that I thought was set in stone Slips through my fingers Trying hard to let go It comes and goes in waves It comes and goes in waves It carries us away I watched my wild youth disappear in front of my eyes Moments of magic and wonder Seems so hard to find Is it coming back again? Is it ever coming back again? Take me back to the feeling when Everything was left to find It comes and goes in waves It always does, it always does Freedom, falling, The feeling that I thought was set in stone Slips through my fingers Trying hard to let go It comes and goes in waves It comes and goes in waves N.C. It carries us away

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