Hidden Spirits
Claire Parsons
4:02Speak so I can hear you Been quiet for far too long Have you noticed our words unspoken Our trust may talk but not regret For our lives like lines that converge Once in time we meet We diverge, grow into strangers Never to repeat In line Run so I can chase all of our long forgotten dreams But our lives, like curves, that turn Are never straight or true Using dots we draw our lines From different point of view We're in line, dot, curve We're in line, dot, curve We're in line, dot, curve We're in line, dot, curve We're in line, dot, curve We're in line, dot, curve We're in line, dot, curve We're in line, dot, curve We're in line, dot, curve We're in line, dot, curve