Blow Me Away

(альбом: While The Gettin' Is Good - 2015)

I'm a solid rock, a chip off a mountain top
Finely chiseled by the wind and rain
I work out in the storm, keeps me in fighting form
No I won't back down from anything
But you're like a stick of dynamite
And I'm gonna light your fuse tonight
Get ready for a fireworks show

You blow me away
You blow me away

I'm a cold-blooded cynic
I'm a stone cold critic
Seems like nothings worth a double take
Yeah, I'm open minded
But I've been color-blinded
Fed up and jaded by the hit parade
But baby you're a work of art
And I tried picking you apart
But I can't
You've simply blown me over

You blow me away
You blow me away

I-I-I
I-I-I
I'm a shaking leaf upon a Sycamore tree
I'm hanging high but barely holding on
I been catching rays, I been making shade
Holding a shingle when the rains got strong
But I feel Autumn setting in
And the green is fading from my skin
And oh it's going to be a long way down

But you blow me away
You blow me away
You blow me away
You blow me away

I-I-I
I've been a solid rock
I've been a cold-blooded cynic
Now, I'm a shaking leaf
But you blow me away
You blow me away