2003-07-24 @ 8:30 p.m.
skin like drugs slipping deeper into withdrawal feeling weaker want to touch kiss him all over kill the brain heart's more sober
you make me come . you make me complete . you make me completely
switchfoot . meant to live
fumbling his confidence
and wond'ring why the world has passed him by
hoping that he's meant for more than arguments
and failed attempts to fly, fly
we were meant to live for so much more
have we lost ourselves?
somewhere we live inside
somewhere we live inside
we were meant to live for so much more
have we lost ourselves?
somewhere we live inside
dreaming about providence
and whether mice or men have second tries
maybe we've been livin with our eyes half open
maybe we're bent and broken, broken
we were meant to live for so much more
have we lost ourselves?
somewhere we live inside
somewhere we live inside
we were meant to live for so much more
have we lost ourselves?
somewhere we live inside
we want more than this world's got to offer
we want more than this world's got to offer
we want more than the wars of our fathers
and everything inside screams for second life
we were meant to live for so much more
have we lost ourselves?
we were meant to live for so much more
have we lost ourselves?
we were meant to live for so much more
have we lost ourselves?
we were meant to live
we were meant to live
