Letter to Michael - We Are The Ocean
Michael I've been talking to you
Even though you can't hear my voice
There are things I've wanted to say for so long
But the road has its way
Michael I must thank you
In the way you held me high
I could see over the crowd
You told me son when you grow older
Everything I am is everything you are
Michael I've been talking to you
Even though you can't hear my voice
I've been thinking god when I laugh it's as though you are laughing as well
With me in the collosseum
And I know the ink in our chest is the same
As the color of our eyes
Michael I must thank you
In the way you're always there
Even when our backs are turned
You told me son when you grow older
Everything I am is everything you are
And you held me high
I could see over the crowd
You told me son when you grow older
Everything I am is everything you are
And everything you are is everything to me