Designing Toby - John Ottman, Jeffrey Schindler, Metro Voices & Choristers of Reigate St. Mary

We'll fight the fire, with the flame. We've walked this road before, We'll walk the road again The horizon, was blocked with haze I felt vacant, like a letter with no resting place. I have no idea where I'm going and not a memory of where I've been. She lives in a house made of glass and I keep throwing stones at her windows. Away from the wars and mistakes is a room and she sleeps alone solo. Wake up sleepy head she said to me. We have a city on our door step and a set of feet to keep me, High in the clouds over the busy streets. I'm in love when my eyes are open, When I'm asleep my dreams take over. I fear the future and how it's told. Will someone love me, or will I die with no heart at all? I've drowned in emotion, beneath a heavy stone, I try to care for people, although I have my own broken bones. I have no idea what I'm doing. And not a memory of what I've done. I'm playing with fire all the time and I don't give a damn for the outcome. I walk with a skip in my step cause I know that someday I'll be someone. Wake up sleepy head she said to me. We have a city on our door step and a set of feet to keep me, High in the clouds over the busy streets. I'm in love when my eyes are open, When I'm asleep my dreams take over.