Texty: The Farm League. Carolina.

My heart resides in a single time
A single moment, a single line
A single word with a single meaning
A single dream that's still worth dreaming
A single chance in a single life
A single vision before my eyes
A single month, a single season
A million things but a single reason

Can you find the truth?
That's absent of you?

And there she lives on the coast of Carolina
I'd gladly drown to wash upon her shore

I'd sacrifice a hundred lives
For one last glance into your eyes
It's been a year since I said I'm leaving
But in my mind it's still repeating
I held you close just to turn away
Convinced myself it'll be ok
Life choreographs a brilliant dance
With everything left up to chance

Can you find my use?
From all these things I choose?