there's nowhere I'd rather be (Rather be)When they take

it magic, call it trueI call it magic here

were just about to lose our homeDiamonds ate the

your magic onUmi she'd sayEverything you want's a dream

saw the sunSome saw the smokeSome heard the gunSome

When she was just a girlShe expected the worldBut it flew

I don't know which way I am goingWhich way

up to meet you, tell you I'm sorryYou don't

no, I seeA spider web is tangled up with

am dreaming of when I get back to HoustonI

1: Will all, all of usNo, don't give upStorms

Chris 1: Chris go out, and I

and nightI toss and turn, I keep stressing my

Chris somebody, let somebody 1: Chris had

and i see them nowWars and i see them

cardboard head I seeHas found its way to meIt's

I deserve a gold medal, get on my levelI deserve platinum

up to meet you, tell you I'm sorryYou don't

I used to rule the worldSeas would rise when I gave

I'm dreaming of a white ChristmasJust like the ones I used