Out of Touch in the Wild

There's a time to hide everything The way that you are, where you've been And the feeling I've tried, to find Pieces I've left them inside And the times you cried, did everything The reasons we thought, we know the thing In times I hide, hide, a smil

'Cause when you put it in a dance I see it, you are my plans you can hold my hand I feel it, do you understand? 'Cause when you put it in a dance I see it, you are my plans you can hold my hand I feel it, do you understand? I was waiting on your musc

I made it all come back to this Smile at the bodies Put the paper to my face Just until I shake Candles in my heart and i know why Whistle in my mind, to go back Do my feet go on really do my feet go on talk about your breath till i come true praisin