| No one’s gonna love you more
|
| So open up wide
|
| Nobody’s able to give you more
|
| So hold your own hands tight
|
| You have been searching
|
| In the outer circles
|
| For something to bring back
|
| To fill you up with
|
| A higher purpose
|
| But on and on you’ll realise
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| That nothing you’ll bring back
|
| Will ever match this
|
| This mount you carry inside
|
| So you can stop drifting
|
| No matter what’s shifting
|
| You’ll be grounded enough to fly
|
| No one 's gonna love you more
|
| So open up wide
|
| Nobody’s able to give you more
|
| So hold your own hands tight
|
| You have been searching
|
| In the outer circles
|
| For something to bring back
|
| To fill you up
|
| A higher purpose
|
| But on and on you’ll realise
|
| That nothing you’ll bring back
|
| Will ever match this
|
| This mount you carry inside
|
| So you can stop drifting
|
| No matter what’s shifting
|
| You’ll be grounded enough to fly |