I want to be where the talk of the town
Is about last night when the sun went down
And the trees all dance
And the warm wind blows in that same old sound
And the water below gives a gift to the sky
And the clouds give back every time they cry
And make the grass grow green beneath my toes
And if the sun comes out
I'll paint a picture all about
The colors I've been dreaming of
The hours just don't seem enough
To put it all together
Maybe it's as strange as it seems
And the trouble I find is that the trouble finds me
It's a part of my mind it begins with a dream
And a feeling I get when I look and I see
That this world is a puzzle, I'll find all of the pieces
And put it all together, and then I'll rearrange it
I'll follow it forever
Always be as strange as it seems
Nobody ever told me not to try
And the water below gives a gift to the sky
And the clouds give back every time they cry
And make the grass grow green beneath my toes
And if the sun comes out
I'm going to paint a picture all about
The colors I've been dreaming of
The hours just don't seem enough
To put it all together
Always be as strange as it seems
(feat. Kawika Kahiapo) I want to be where the talk of the town Is about last night when the sun went down And the trees all dance And the warm wind blows in that same old sound And the water below gives a gift to the sky And the clouds give back every time they cry And make the grass grow green beneath my toes And if the sun comes out I'll paint a picture all about The colors I've been dreaming of The hours just don't seem enough To put it all together Maybe it's as strange as it seems And the trouble I find is that the trouble finds me It's a part of my mind it begins with a dream And a feeling I get when I look and I see That this world is a puzzle, I'll find all of the pieces And put it all together, and then I'll rearrange it I'll follow it forever Always be as strange as it seems Nobody ever told me not to try And the water below gives a gift to the sky And the clouds give back every time they cry And make the grass grow green beneath my toes And if the sun comes out I'm going to paint a picture all about The colors I've been dreaming of The hours just don't seem enough To put it all together Always be as strange as it seems Explain Request ×
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