Up on its highest note, so suave he is
I'm thinking, 'Give me my heart back'
Yet it seems its permenantly stolen
Up on its highest note, so suave he is
Pounding those white fragile wooden keys
Singing a story about beautiful chariots
An emotional rise and fall of sweet melodies
Pounding those white fragile wooden keys
Expelling a spell of complete heartfelt 'awe'
I am lost in the moment of his voiced entity
And for awhile I just don't want to return
Expelling a spell of complete heartfelt 'awe'
He seems to write those lyrics for the first time
For me to hear just so innocent and completely raw
Theres more than talent, theres a soul behind
He seems to write those lyrics for the first time
In his head, upon his tongue--within his heart
And down they come into the microphone line
Slicing the bitter silence graceously apart
In his head, upon his tongue--within his heart
A flicker of unconditional love is again born
And I know he feels whole, complete and part
Of a universal flow that has brought him forth
A flicker of unconditional love is again born
Somehow smudging the darkness we all do live
And when he goes quiet, to break a sentence- I know
He'll sing again, breathing us so brilliantly alive