[ti:almost everything]
[ar:richard marx]
[al:days in avalon]
almost everything
i'm waiting for some kind of healing to begin
and i wonder if you know the kind of pain i'm in
it's hard wondering just what it is you see
there hasn't been a moment you've been off my mind
i've searched through every meditation i can find
as if something could bring you back to me
do i go on in silence
or shout at the sky
give me all the earthly treasures
that a single man can hold
put the magic in my fingers
that turns everything to gold
hand me the sun, say that i've won
the world on a string
and then i will have almost everything
i imagine you until i swear i feel your touch
and i read the words you wrote me when it gets too much
the one piece of solace i can steal
i still need you in my life
like never before
give me all the earthly treasures
that a single man can hold
put the magic in my fingers
that turns everything to gold
hand me the sun, say i have won
the world on a string
and then i will have almost everything
i still need you in my life
more than ever before
give me all the earthly treasures
that a single man can hold
put the magic in my fingers
that turns everything to gold
hand me the sun, say i have won
the world on a string
and then i will have almost everything
everything
almost everything