domingo, 6 de novembro de 2011

What Means The Most

"The other day when someone asked me:
"are you living your dream"?
I didn't know what to say
I honestly had to think
I try to be so many places at the same time
Everyday a million things cluttering up my mind
Another feather falling off my wings
I climb so high, it gets hard to breathe
Forget to remember
What I really need

What means the most to me
Is waking up next to you
Feel the morning breeze
You're my favorite thing and I love
Coming home, to your arms
When you kiss me hello
Its these simple things
That mean the most to me

Every time I have to leave
I feel like I
Am leaving a part of me
Your the only place I wanna be
Well nothing else matters I just lose focus
When your not around your still the only one I notice
I can't help the way I feel
It doesn't matter if I win or lose, cause

What means the most to me
Is waking up next to you
When your holding me
And have a little time to play
In your arms, race your heart, laugh 'til it gets dark
It's these simple things that mean the most to me."