Ooh
Welcome to my life, healing
Those words you said hit me over the head
(Ooh, just like a touch of your cool lips)
Often I can feel unrest but I will say
That I am no longer alight with the fire and the brimstone
(The fire, the fire and the brimstone)
Those days are long gone (ooh, ooh)
Can't even remember the last time that we fought
Whoa, whoa, ooh, ah
Picture a picture so perfect, just like in the magazines
The American Dream
(Moment) It's a moment, it's a moment to last
But I'm not really quite ready
Oh no, I'm not really quite ready
Oh no, I'm not really quite ready for it to pass
(Ah, ah)
We go (up the spire) up the spire (over the wire) and over the wire
Higher and higher
As we climb past the clouds of our discontent
To a place we can call our own
(Welcome to my life), healing
Those words you said hit me over the head
Just like a touch of your cool lips upon mine
Often I can feel unrest but I will say again
That I am no longer alight with the fire and the brimstone
(The fire, the fire and the brimstone)
Those days are long gone (ooh, ooh)
Can't even remember the last time that we fought
The last time that we fought!
(Welcome to my life, oh)
Welcome to my life, healing
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Ooh
Welcome to my life, healing
Those words you said hit me over the head
(Ooh, just like a touch of your cool lips)
Often I can feel unrest but I will say
That I am no longer alight with the fire and the brimstone
(The fire, the fire and the brimstone)
Those days are long gone (ooh, ooh)
Can't even remember the last time that we fought
Whoa, whoa, ooh, ah
Picture a picture so perfect, just like in the magazines
The American Dream
(Moment) It's a moment, it's a moment to last
But I'm not really quite ready
Oh no, I'm not really quite ready
Oh no, I'm not really quite ready for it to pass
(Ah, ah)
We go (up the spire) up the spire (over the wire) and over the wire
Higher and higher
As we climb past the clouds of our discontent
To a place we can call our own
(Welcome to my life), healing
Those words you said hit me over the head
Just like a touch of your cool lips upon mine
Often I can feel unrest but I will say again
That I am no longer alight with the fire and the brimstone
(The fire, the fire and the brimstone)
Those days are long gone (ooh, ooh)
Can't even remember the last time that we fought
The last time that we fought!
(Welcome to my life, oh)
Welcome to my life, healing
Welcome to my life, healing
Those words you said hit me over the head
(Ooh, just like a touch of your cool lips)
Often I can feel unrest but I will say
That I am no longer alight with the fire and the brimstone
(The fire, the fire and the brimstone)
Those days are long gone (ooh, ooh)
Can't even remember the last time that we fought
Whoa, whoa, ooh, ah
Picture a picture so perfect, just like in the magazines
The American Dream
(Moment) It's a moment, it's a moment to last
But I'm not really quite ready
Oh no, I'm not really quite ready
Oh no, I'm not really quite ready for it to pass
(Ah, ah)
We go (up the spire) up the spire (over the wire) and over the wire
Higher and higher
As we climb past the clouds of our discontent
To a place we can call our own
(Welcome to my life), healing
Those words you said hit me over the head
Just like a touch of your cool lips upon mine
Often I can feel unrest but I will say again
That I am no longer alight with the fire and the brimstone
(The fire, the fire and the brimstone)
Those days are long gone (ooh, ooh)
Can't even remember the last time that we fought
The last time that we fought!
(Welcome to my life, oh)
Welcome to my life, healing
Writer: Jason Vitelli
Copyright: Lyrics © JASON VITELLI
Copyright: Lyrics © JASON VITELLI