More Than This
You placed on the tip of my tongue
Could never replace the feeling I've found
Standing alone in this river I know
It's a feeling I can never take with me
I want more than this
I want it all of the time
I want more than this
This little white pill
That you gave me to open up all my doors and windows
And here I am this scarecrow
Here I had my eyes closed
Here I am this open window
Autor(es): Robert Benjamin Worcester