Picture Of Things

Bebo Norman

Deep in the night

Far past the point of slumber

I was wrapped in a love

It was woven fine

And it pulled me under



And I, I didn't want to leave her

And I didn't want to treat her

Like the story of my life

Just like that night

Love was fading fast

Leaving me cold inside



And where is that part

That houses all my fear

And which is the road that I take from here

Where is this world, where is this world

Where is my seam to find the picture of things



Just down my road in that place

Would quickly go by

I found in a world of its own

A secret flower



And I didn't know why

But I, I didn't want to leave it

But I knew I couldn't keep it

Somewhere in this desert heart of mine

And miles away

I'm out of breath

And I'm outta my mind



And where is that part

That houses all my fear

And which is the road that i take from here

And where is this world, where is this world

Where is my seam to find the picture of things



And I know that time will come

And when all the words are said

And I know that time will be

When I consider my source instead of me

So pay no mind

No its just feel I guess



I'm just lonley

So I'm holding you agian

I'm just lonely

So I'm holding you again

I'm just lonely

So I'm holding you again