The Wave

Stop me when I touch bone Leave me when I hit a nerve I'll be clothed in stars So, when will I begin To do the things I'll do My head is filled with scars Stop me when I'm in the herd Lead me down the line I'll be dressed in harm So when will I begin To do the things I'll do Something beautiful This way comes Sail the parasol Into the sun So when will I Begin doing The things I will do Something beautiful This way comes Sail the parasol Into the sun Something beautiful This way comes