Words and Sentences - Wang Heye

(Written by Andy Gibb) Words and music make a song for our hearts to sing along Like a choir within the air, there'll be music ev'rywhere A bitter tear across your cheek A smile from you is all I need We'll give them cause to breathe the air There'll be lovers ev'rywhere I'll be your singer and your song For all the love you've brought along I'll be your day, I'll be your night I'll see that ev'rything's all right I'll turn the ocean into sand Like my heart at your command I'll make the raindrops turn to snow And then ev'ryone will know that we're in love Yeah, yeah, yeah And when the morning brings it's light And Mister Moonlight says goodbye My hand is shaking when you smile You make me feel just like a child My mind is searching for a way So that you won't have to say You've got to go and can't come back But I can't think you'd make me sad I'll be your singer and your song For all the love you've brought along I'll be your day, I'll be your night I'll see that ev'rything's all right I'll turn the ocean into sand Like my heart at your command I'll make the raindrops turn to snow And then ev'ryone will know that we're in love (Take away the pain in me) I'll be your singer and your song (Soon you'll see a change in me) For all the love you've brought along (What's the point of going on) I'll be your day, I'll be your night (the story ends, the feelings gone) I'll see that ev'rything's all right I'll turn the ocean into sand Like my heart at your command I'll make the raindrops turn to snow And then ev'ryone will know that we're in love (The story ends, the feelings gone) I'll see that ev'rything's all right I'll turn the ocean into sand Like my heart at your command I'll make the raindrops turn to snow And then ev'ryone will know that we're in love (Fade out)

Is there something wrong with me? Ripping through the walls Tearing at the doors of education Not that it's my fault I just can't help but sort Through the pieces Secluded from the whore I focus at the board-I'm out of focus CHORUS There must be a way There's got to be a way to overcome this It's these words and music That keeps me living, keeps me breathing It may not be much But this is all I got And I'm smiling It all seems so pointless The hours seem so endless And for what? I'd rather be working Breaking my back doing something CHORUS At least I have my brothers, my band and my lover What more could I need? I buried my friend the other day And I saw my life in a different way It was a cold afternoon for a funeral I did not shed a tear as I watched the snow fall Is there something wrong with me? When did I become this empty? As I gazed down at his grave I knew that someday I'd end up That way!

Got my eyes on a computer screen Tryna work my digits in I fidget with my lettering But never with my sentences I pause and check the clock and it appears it's 6am again Another, night wasted Or, another day finished And my mind is steady running in place I don't wanna fall asleep 'cause I got so much to say But I don't wanna stay awake and keep exhaustion at bay Because I'm presently just dead inside the bed where I lay I might just well work now Maybe it could suffice As more a method of confusion than it did bid a life It's like my body parts are planning out an intricate heist Except my mind has been logged in on a different device And my session expired I'm exceptionally tired Every step is like fire straight from my head to my toes See I'm an excellent liar when I have slept the required Eight or seven hours prior But in present Imma go the fuck to sleep and uh Get some goodnight's rest, that sounds like a good plan Well, goodnight Oh it's morning already? Alright fine Okay rise and shine Hello to the ladybugs Insert several other stupid phrases about waking up Rub the sleep out of my eyes and view the clock that hangs above And hit the snooze a couple times to keep my hours eight or plus Check my phone once, twice, three times, four Just so I can see the second I messaged my mon amour For a day to her small excursions straight to a donut store Where I'm holdin' an open door to convey that I'm spoken for And it's great, it's a total score A wonderful set of things, that exist In my present bubble of love, where the petals sing As they're bloomin' on every flower Movin' to better things Engulfed in a heavy shower Of rain that the weather brings And, even though my days might be presented slow They pass before my eyes at higher rates than even engines go And the cycle will repeat itself like history and Reddit posts So what's the point in fighting? I'm staying up and letting go