Woorden:
Chiara Civello The Space Between

For now I try, but everything I know doesn?t apply so I all I do is cry oh cry You know, that day I gathered all the things you didn?t say and found

Only child of moon and sun She learned to love the space between each one. Lots of freedom, lots of room so she could bloom. The braces taught her how

Mr. Tru Love, Dancin' and beaming on my blurry sky. You're like moonglow And right by my window you came to hide. Mr Tru Love, trading my teardrops

Spring isn?t shy here it?s sunny and green back to a room, between somewhere and nowhere, i love to be, so i lay down and wonder: if you ever think

Skylark Have you anything to say to me? Won't you tell me where my love can be? Is there a meadow in the mist Where someone's waiting to be kissed?

I spend the night in a chair thinking he?ll be there But never comes And I wake up and wipe the sleep from my eyes And I rise to face another day Without

wind on golden strings you melody, my homeless king of joy and sorrow, listen, you, moon-lash smile, my silent warrior of love, not too far between nowhere