One Sunrise at a Time - песня к Элен и Джо
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I grabbed my bag and chased the sunrise,
Didn’t know the roads, didn’t care about the signs.
Maps can lie, they show the straightest line,
But the best stories hide around the bend every time.
The airport lights were calling out my name,
I felt the fear, but I refused to stay the same.
A plane took off, the city faded in the glow,
I whispered to the wind, “Just let me go.”
And when the route got twisted, when the compass spun in doubt,
You were the one who said, “We’ll figure it out.”
Your voice was louder than the storm and all the noise inside,
With you beside me, every wrong turn felt like pride.
Cause we ride the trains, we chase the waves, we catch the planes,
Through every storm and every mile across these open lanes.
The hardest road can lead to magic we could never plan,
And every twist becomes a part of who we are, my friend.
When your head rests on my shoulder, I get a thousand wings,
With your belief, there’s nothing that this world can take from us.
We’re not just finding places — we’re finding who we are,
Hand in hand, we’ll write our own unwritten star.
We took the ship when seas got wild and dark,
You held my hand and said, “Don’t ever lose the spark.”
The rails hummed a rhythm through the midnight blue,
I finally understood what courage really means with you.
Some days the path was steeper than we thought it’d be,
But every struggle carved the map inside of me.
Not the kind you buy at stores, not the kind you trust by sight,
The kind that lives in moments, burning bright.
And when the route got twisted, when the compass spun in doubt,
You were the one who said, “We’ll figure it out.”
Your voice was louder than the storm and all the noise inside,
With you beside me, every wrong turn felt like pride.
Cause we ride the trains, we chase the waves, we catch the planes,
Through every storm and every mile across these open lanes.
The hardest road can lead to magic we could never plan,
And every twist becomes a part of who we are, my friend.
When your head rests on my shoulder, I get a thousand wings,
With your belief, there’s nothing that this world can take from us.
We’re not just finding places — we’re finding who we are,
Hand in hand, we’ll write our own unwritten star.
They said the maps don’t lie, but maps don’t feel the heat,
They don’t know how a single look can make the ground beneath your feet
Turn into wings, turn into fire, turn into something more,
Than any route a stranger ever drew before.
So let the world keep drawing lines, we’ll draw our own instead,
Our compass is your heartbeat, and that’s all we need to know ahead.
Cause we ride the trains, we chase the waves, we catch the planes,
Through every storm and every mile across these open lanes.
The hardest road can lead to magic we could never plan,
And every twist becomes a part of who we are, my friend.
When your head rests on my shoulder, I get a thousand wings,
With your belief, there’s nothing that this world can take from us.
We’re not just finding places — we’re finding who we are,
Hand in hand, we’ll write our own unwritten star.
Just you and me and the road we choose to take,
No map can teach the magic that our hearts create.
We’ll find our way, one sunrise at a time…
One sunrise at a time.
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