Tuesday, August 7, 2012

I'm a passerby in a promised land
And I face no direction
But I'm somewhere between the towns of lost and found
In the state of confusion
Sure, our dreaming is pure wonderment
But our feelings are no accident
If my heart is cold, it won't forever be
Cause she's warming up to loving me

Fate is not a mission
It's an unconditional high
When I saw you in the garden
You reminded me
I can see the stars on your shoulders now
And what the wind and your skin have in common
Am i taller? Well if feels as though I'm above the ground
Keep inviting me to come down
Warming Up, Jason Mraz

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