Lletres: Matthew Santos. Days Like This.

You know you gotta see it
gotta see it to believe it,
it was a man with no agenda
to define him,he don't got nothing
just a smile that he's given,loud as a flower

You know you gotta see it
gotta see it to believe it,it was a man with nothing on his mind,witness the clarity, transparent rarity,free as a sparrow

Days like this that hold me and bless with a kiss of the rain here on my brow,here I am in the here and now,where I'll give you the shirt off my back, yes I'll give you the shirt off my back,yes I will,(whoah..) yes I will

You know you gotta see it
gotta see it to believe it

it was a man with nothing heavy on his heart,he don't want nothing just the air that he's breathing,light as a feather

You know they want to steal it they want to steal his secret
cause they don't believe that they already got it in their hearts and if they can't steal it, they're gonna try and kill it,why?

Days like this that hold me and bless with a kiss of the rain here on my brow,here I am in the here and now,where I'll give you the shirt off my back

Days like this that hold me and
bless with a kiss of the snow here on my brow,here I am in the here and now,where I'll give you the shirt off my back,yes I'll give you the shirt off my back,yes I will,oohh-oohh,yes I will