Song#: 7
Album 36) More random thoughts
Name of Song: They feel your thoughts
What you intend
is what you say,
Withhold yourself,
They feel your way.
The hardest thing
to come to grips,
You are a spirit
on your own trip.
They may not hear
what you might think,
But they can feel
when on your brink.
Chorus
Oh my God,
We’re open books,
To all who feel,
To all who look.
Maybe that noise
we sometimes feel,
Is what we thought
turning our wheel.
______
What you intend
is what you say,
Withhold yourself,
They feel your way.
The hardest thing
to come to grips,
You are a spirit
on your own trip.
They may not hear
what you might think,
But they can feel
when on your brink.
Chorus
Oh my God,
We’re open books,
To all who feel,
To all who look.
Maybe that noise
we sometimes feel,
Is what we thought
turning our wheel.
______
What you intend
is what you say,
Withhold yourself,
They feel your way.
The hardest thing
to come to grips,
You are a spirit
on your own trip.
They may not hear
what you might think,
But they can feel
when on your brink.
Chorus
Oh my God,
We’re open books,
To all who feel,
To all who look.
Maybe that noise
we sometimes feel,
Is what we thought
turning our wheel.
______
What you intend
is what you say,
Withhold yourself,
They feel your way.
The hardest thing
to come to grips,
You are a spirit
on your own trip.
They may not hear
what you might think,
But they can feel
when on your brink.
Chorus
Oh my God,
We’re open books,
To all who feel,
To all who look.
Maybe that noise
we sometimes feel,
Is what we thought
turning our wheel.
______
Bridge
So many things
we do and won’t,
Those things we know,
Those things we don’t.
So many things
we do and won’t,
Those things we know,
Those things we don’t.
______
What you intend
is what you say,
Withhold yourself,
They feel your way.
The hardest thing
to come to grips,
You are a spirit
on your own trip.
They may not hear
what you might think,
But they can feel
when on your brink.
Chorus
Oh my God,
We’re open books,
To all who feel,
To all who look.
Maybe that noise
we sometimes feel,
Is what we thought
turning our wheel.
______
What you intend
is what you say,
Withhold yourself,
They feel your way.
The hardest thing
to come to grips,
You are a spirit
on your own trip.
They may not hear
what you might think,
But they can feel
when on your brink.
Chorus
Oh my God,
We’re open books,
To all who feel,
To all who look.
Maybe that noise
we sometimes feel,
Is what we thought
turning our wheel.
______
What you intend
is what you say,
Withhold yourself,
They feel your way.
The hardest thing
to come to grips,
You are a spirit
on your own trip.
They may not hear
what you might think,
But they can feel
when on your brink.
Chorus
Oh my God,
We’re open books,
To all who feel,
To all who look.
Maybe that noise
we sometimes feel,
Is what we thought
turning our wheel.
_______