Monday 11 August 2008

The Story - Brandi Carlile

All of these lines across my face,
Tell you the story of who I am,
So many stories of where I've been,
And how I got to where I am.

But these stories don't mean anything,
When you've got no one to tell them to
It's true...I was made for you.

I climbed across the mountain tops,
Swam all across the ocean blue,
I crossed all the lines and I broke all the rules,
But baby I broke them all for you.

Because even when I was flat broke
You made me feel like a million bucks
You do
I was made for you.

You see the smile that's on my mouth,
It's hiding the words that don't come out,
And all of my friends who think that I'm blessed,
They don't know my head is a mess.

No, they don't know who I really am
And they don't know what
I've been through like you do
And I was made for you...

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