I define my heart and soul in all these little things
Rain itself like water flowing faster than you think
Overzealous worries tie you to an open door
Stop hoping and start believing
I define my heart and soul in all these little things
Rain itself like water flowing faster than you think
Overzealous worries tie you to an open door
Stop hoping and start believing
Going through these pages, all the images are there
See as they encourage every sadness you compare
Showing at how to hold a look that gives nothing away
Out of deeper waters as you turn into the wave
It’s a western high
It’s a western high
It’s a western high
It’s a western high
Western high
A western high
Holding on forever with a phone book in you hands
Never can commit yourself, like waves that lick the sand
Precious few encounters, never sure how you arrive
No regrets and safety nets and knowing that it out of your hands
It’s a western high
It’s a western high
It’s a western high
It’s a western high
A western high
A western high
Side on, looked like you’d been crying
Later I realise I was wrong
’cause you were laughing
Always my perception, wrong
It’s wrong
I define my heart and soul in all these little things
Rain itself like water flowing faster than you think
Overzealous worries tie you to an open door
Stop walking and start believing
It’s a western high
It’s a western high
It’s a western high
It’s a western high