LYRIC

Here we are, watch the sparks that makes the flame
A face we know by many other names
The equation broken down so easily
We must poise ourselves so patiently
It's the apple of my eye that sends a trail
Of shivers speeding down my spine
There's a maker on the ball
There's a faker who expects it all
Pick a passion to believe
There's an eye that sees it happening
It's the hit that knocks the wind right out of me…
Catch my breath
I start salivating in anticipation
Ask me if I'm happy just to have a chance
At following your lead… Yes, indeed
Seeing thorugh the eyes of a king upon his throne
I start salivating in anticipation
Ask me if I'm happy just to have a chance at following
And each and every one of us
Who has ever had to feel it from afar… Here we are

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