i'm not a lyric writer...i've tried and tried and tried and everything sounds really cheesy...but i woke up at 5:00 this morning with these lyrics in my head...they are a bit depressing and a work in progress....
I live in a room
heaven is there but sometimes i don't know where
the walls are bland and the ceiling caving in
I ly there thinking"what do i do"
i hear the birds outside
and want to fly to
an empty space
to live in a new room
where people are everywhere
the walls are bright and the ceiling high
that is where i'm headed
i hear the birds outside
and want to fly to
an empty space
as i said a work in progress...already i'm thinking of new things to add and things to change : )
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