Cause it's bitter sweet; He knocks me off my feet...

there you are

standing s.t.r.o.n.g.

I'm a leaf

holding on

you b.e.l.i.e.v.e.

like a child

oh I l.o.v.e. how you see

right to the h.e.a.r.t. of me

you're a part of all

washing over me

all that I w.a.n.t.

is to be

where y.o.u .are.