Letra da Música More de Philippa Hanna

I see the numbers last and lost, growing
That desperate look inside their eyes, showing
Now all I need is a lost more than I have
But it’s ok, there must be some way
That I could get involved

But I’m too concerned with other things, mostly
And there’s too much noise to listen in closely
So I’ll just point my finger over there
Lay the blame elsewhere
Do I really care?

Take my heart, set me free
Reach inside, make it bleed
There’s more to this, more to see
More to life and more to me
Take my heart, set me free
Just reach inside and make it bleed
There’s more to this, more to see,
More to life and more to me

Could I give everything I have fully?
When I draw close will you draw closer to me?
Cos I cannot rely upon my strength
If I am to succeed It’s your spirit I need

Now all I need is a lot more than I have,
But it’s ok…. He is the way