Eric Johnson - Arithmetic lyrics

Someone to hold to Love never to erase One you belong to Without, there is not a trace Of meaning to this metaphor It's right behind that door You're my arithmetic You make my sun shine You're the road I pick You're that friend of mine Arrows from angels Plan all the destiny That's how I found you You're so much a part of me Now everyday is a gift to be You must know, you must see that You're my arithmetic You make my sun shine You're the road I pick You're that friend of mine The pa**age in this life, Oh I falter and the clouds roll in But the breath of love resounds Stirring anciently and I begin... For when the lord someday I'll see Questions he'll ask of me... Who's your arithmetic? Who made your sun shine? How was the road you picked? Speak of the love you find To change my altitude Adjust my attitude A truer movie screen Moves in front of me A strong arithmetic Stirring inside of me