when the lights go down low
my feet will shake to that sweet sunny glow.
when that good ol' jazzy jazz spurs into my thoughts
my one and only concern will be not to stop.
when I’m taking that kind of high
I swear I don’t, I don’t need to know why
but I know this:
when that feeling of bliss arrive
I'll know for sure why I'm alive.
Nov 25, 2015
Nov 25, 2015 at 3:22 PM UTC
when the lights go down low
my feet will shake to that sweet sunny glow.
when that good ol' jazzy jazz spurs into my thoughts
my one and only concern will be not to stop.
when I’m taking that kind of high
I swear I don’t, I don’t need to know why
but I know this:
when that feeling of bliss arrive
I'll know for sure why I'm alive.