Dawning on Me Songtext
von Mark Lint

Heard you down the street
Feel like I′m thirteen
Never felt so good to be
Be alone
Held up imagery
Only big to me
And several hundred others who like
To feel good feeling bad

Holy you're warming over
Basically swarming over me
Don′t you adore it's over
Dawning on me


Maybe be big deal
Though so small you feel
Your select appeal is real
But excludes you

It all felt much too lame
Fortunes never came
You won't outlast your name
Though we seize
We feel you more than you do

Holy you′re warming over
Basically swarming over me
Don′t you adore it's over
Dawning on me

Holy you′re warming over
Maybe the storm blows over sea

Despite yourself left a legacy
Preserved, enshrined, reenacted
Deserved or not still effective


Always dawning on and on
And on and on