Juliagrace Tin Cars
It always seems to end up like this
Some moment in time where the world is
Just tiny roadways
With tin cars and little people
It seems that life is nickel coated toys
Nothing more than play for girls and boys
I'm looking at my life
Through a tunnel of perspective
I want nothing here but reality
I can accept nobody's sympathy
This is my moment to know finally
That I want you and I need you
And from up here the world's a different place
Where choirs might shout amazing grace
And all my choices seem to be so simple
And all the greys turn black and white
Or close enough under the light
I almost feel that I could be purely spiritual
I want nothing here but reality
I can accept nobody's sympathy
This is my moment to know finally
That I want you and I need you
