Crooked The Road.
Mon Rovîa
2:56Trouble through the rubble of time I'm feeling the weight of decline Through broken bed seams Lies a hopeful dream There's a place to find (Ooh, ooh, ooh) (Ooh, ooh, ooh) Looking through the window unknown At all of the places you could go And the more you sit with it The more that you stiffen The more your fear corrodes Oh this wide world of mine Only exists outside the lines Oh this wide world of mine You get what you give if you decide to try Shiver till the river runs out Or follow those whispering winds south And what you thought a frightful dream Becomes another thing And your worries return to the clouds Oh this wide world of mine Only exists outside the lines Oh this wide world of mine You get what you give if you decide to try (Ooh, ooh, ooh) (Ooh, ooh, ooh) Oh this wide world of mine Only exists outside the lines Oh this wide world of mine You get what you give if you decide to try