The feeling's racing by, it's a sign, this metaphor defies We're individuals, in a stereotype The words can't complete just what the picture means And every second passing is a second I would freeze There's a reason why I'll try Search the deserts and the skies til I die And now I know what money cannot buy I'll bleed the oceans dry for one night The deserts and the skies, and the light The songs I'll never write are lost on my tongue, they are burning my lungs But these cards cannot read just what the future sees And I could never sing a note so perfect as this melody There's a reason why I'll try Search the deserts and the skies til I die And now I know what money cannot buy I'll bleed the oceans dry for one night She opened up my eyes