Sync Different

Gotta keep on movingGotta find a way to get close to youHelp me keep on moving, gottastay on my feet if I wanna get close to youI’m not bad at moving, when I gotta,And I just don’t know what else to do
Gotta keep my head up, everyNow and then look up to the skyBeen so low I don’t recall what the
Leaves on the trees look likeI’m doing my best,But won’t you help me with the rest
Oh while I’m still breathing
I’m moving fastIf you want me to stayYou gotta ask
If only I could love youI would spend all night getting close to youIf only I could love you I would
Be the one you could call yoursOh it sounds so pretty,
But if I don’t show you know I’m so unsure
Oh while I’m still breathing
I’m moving fastIf you want me to stay
You gotta ask
I won’t say it won’t work if youSay you’ll do the same
Hold myself still,StopAnd get myself to stayBut every time I tryYou just slip off to the sideAnd I keep moving
Oh while I’m still breathing
I’m moving fastIf you want me to stayYou gotta ask x2

There is a land
where we we go
When our hearts are wandering nowhere
We break the ties with the thing we know
And our minds run off to somewhere

Could it be that you & me
Where soft spoken words
elsewhere
Could it be that you & me
Could live together anywhere

Higher level energy
Truly got a hold on me
Now in the mirror of my heart
It is you that I see

Could it be that you & me
Where soft spoken words
elsewhere
Could it be that you & me
Could live together anywhere

Since our story story is written somewhere
If only you knew
How your dreams could come true
If only you’d let me walk by your side
The roads could lead us somewhere

Rat a tap tap;
Oh don’t you come and ask;
Am I a coming back?
The sky has gone black on us.

Don’t you weep –
Blame myself for these things
Known I was stronger than he –
And all you weaklings knew it.

Toodle loo;
They all abandoned you
One bruised and another screwed,
But I was the only loved.

Oh, Hannah Leah …
I was the only love.

Keep that bed.
Now brother, keep that rug.
Lord knows I was given so much –
And the devil keeps me fed.

On the wall. On the stove –
And in the blank book you draw –
There are signs of Hannah Leah
There are signs of our love.

Oh, Hannah Leah …
There are signs of love.

On a black, blue night
I go a wandering:
Out over Houston –
Along Avenue A.
Hannah Leah
On Avenue A.

Ku Klux Klan;
There’s evil in every man.
Come love her when you can –
And see about Hannah Leah.