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Words by Christopher Cross and John Bettis
Music by Christopher Cross and Michael Omartian
We all know how the story begins
How we fall so easily
Words and music by Christopher Cross and Rob Meurer
It's a calm wind blowing on my skin
And I've been dreaming again
Now that we're all here

We
Christopher Cross Songs/Moonblind Music
He's a perfect stranger
Like a cross of himself and a fox
He's a feeling arranger
And a changer of the ways he talks

He's the unforeseen danger
Words and music by Christopher Cross and Rob Meurer
The clock is screaming and it's time to go
The day is waiting and you're moving slow
News
I am the spiritual kind
I keep a cross in my pocket for some peace of mind
I hold onto it when I need a little faith
When I'm lost, I find I'm
dream

Convicted by conviction
They were carving out your cross
They came to take your measurements
Just to show you who's the boss

Until I reach
Convicted by convictions, they were carving out your cross
They came to take your measurements just to show you who's the boss
Until I reach that promised
Forces of the northern lights, assemble
Forces of the northern nights, call to arms
Summoned by the secrets of sacrifice

Meeting destiny
The barstools built for dreamers
We'll fit fine and find
All the worlds dreams have died
But tonight they're only taking thirsty people
Who've been
the hate that keeps us blind, from the hands that hit and feed!
Children teach each other pain - hour by hour they're learning it. 
Dreamers in the wheel
on Saint Mark's place

Hell, I'd double-cross my mother if it was whiskey that they paid
And so an early bird says Nightstick's on the hit parade
And he
my feet in the cold stream of time
And I know I'm a dreamer, I know I'm out of line
With the people I see everywhere

The couples pass by me,
outside my window
Is passing by, we all know
What goes around, will come back in time
Nothing ever is for one alone
 
We are only temporary
We see
Father, we fled your house of grey.
We ran from home to seek a place where our bodies would never grow.
Dreamer, child, be cautious of this world!
a dreamer with a suitcase in hand
A guitar on my back without a care or a plan
A gypsy boy hitchhiking down the road
Ah here I go

I fell in love at nineteen
to get your knees dirty one by one

So when you look at me I wanna cry
This is good as all I ever need
Cause I'll be with ya till the day I die
hole of perception, 
Doomed to endure flaws of its fountain. 
The boy will one day cross the mountains.

And reunite this world's divided halves,
back down until I see your
Hands up
Tell 'em what the truth is
Stand behind the music

You gotta get behind
Cross your heart, hope to die
Splash
an angel meant to walk down here
And you believe it's all divine
And you don't play by all those temporal rules
You watch the world begin to die

Alright -
down until I see your
Hands up
Hit them with the new shit
Stand behind the music

You gotta get behind
Cross your heart, hope to die
Splash a hype
Dash
away

So you're an angel meant to walk down here
And you believe it's all divine
And you don't play by all those temporal rules
Watch the world
plan to sit and observe the twister pivot.
Sleep and sleep well; sleep with a sacred array of fevers, wake as a pertinent version of a pipe dreamer
(CHORUS)
I'm HOT NIGGA ITS MY TURN I wouldn't TOUCH ME 'cause MY HAND
MY BURN,I'm COLD you ALREADY KNOW you CAN GO BY WAT you HEARD
DEPENDING ON WAT
[Chorus:]
I'm hot nigga, it's my turn I wouldn't touch me 'cause my hand might burn
I'm cold you already know you can go by wat you heard