There’s no shortage of incredible singer-songwriters in this world, and every time I discover a new one it’s like the world telling me I haven’t heard all there is that is beautiful yet.

“Tell my stories to the ones I love,
And hide my fears from those I don’t,
I’ve been trying to change my ways for days,
You keep saying that I won’t.

Old songs, on a late night,
There’s just too much, my mind
My love, is a true love,
But my hearts as cold as ice,

You like what you see when your lookin at me,
Cause you think that I do what I do for you,
Don’t you wonder why,
The word that I breathe is word that I need,
And the songs that i sing dont mean anything,
Don’t you wonder why its always been this way,

All our innocence is gone,
and if you like I’ll take the blame,
for all the things that you have done

My songs, on a cold night
I can’t get you out my mind,
Your love is a true love,
But your never on my side,

You like what you see when you looking at me,
Cause you think that I do what I do for you,
Don’t you wonder why,
The word that I breathe is the word that I need,
And the songs that I sing dont mean anything,
Don’t you wonder why, why,

Old songs on a late night,
There’s just too much, my mind,
My love is a young love,
But I know we’ll get this right.”

~Jack Savoretti, Wonder