Texty:
Joe Brooks

For your consideration, I offer myself with no sign of hesitation. Lets get these wheels in motion Cuz this old guitar's gonna sing by the oceanside.

She leaves just silence in her path A short goodbye, some photographs I took them with me on the plane from Appledoore into LA This broken heart it doesn

I don't think theres a word That I've ever heard That captures the innocence of you I wouldn't want one, too. No I wouldn't want one, too. It would

She hangs wind chimes from her ears But I still can't tell which way her moods blowing The shades of her eyes well don't Let them fool you now 'cause

the rules of attraction When it comes to you, yeah Oh, when it comes to you Don't you know the path you're on is paved with all the hearts you've been leaving Broken

The devil on my shoulder Speaks so smooth to me Scarlet lips and silver tongue So easy to believe But I can't seem to grow Can't seem to change my way

City of stars that hide through the night Pity the dogs left out in the moonlight Talk about God and the weather is fine, just fine The taste of ambition

Crashing through a deeper ocean Drowned in waves of pure emotion Tears they?re rolling from each others eyes. It?s you and me against the world now Take

broken hands of mine Give my strength, be my light One way at a time these walls will fall and fill our empty souls Give me strength, help me guide these broken