Sensitive Melodic acoustic progressive rock ballad
All words and Music by JONAH WHALE
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Sensitive ballad of a couple making love on the beach
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Sun wet sand
Shines in your hand
Clothes out of place
Hair hanging in my face
Wherever you are
No matter how far
You will be
Close to me
Because I was not made alone
No I am not made of stone
I wear my blindfold
Made of gold
Wide eyes shut
I feel every cut
I know pain
Pain knows me
It calls my name
Blames me of vanity
Because I was not made alone
No I am not made of stone
I'm just a face in a crowd
Thinking out loud
Wondering which one of you
Feels like I do
I want to meet
The invisible dancer
Love is the question
You are the answer
I kill time
Time kills me
Feed the faith
Feel the mystery
See me slip
Let me bleed
Remember that feeling
When you're healing me
Because I was not made alone
No I am not made of stone
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