Arithmetic Lyrics

Someone to hold to
Love never to erase
One you belong to
Without, there is not a traceOf meaning to this metaphor
It's right behind that doorYou're my arthmetic
You make my sun shine
You're the road I pick
You're that friend of mineArrows from angels
Plan all the destiny
That's how I found you
You're so much a part of meNow everyday is a gift to be
You must know, you must see thatYou're my arthmetic
You make my sun shine
You're the road I pick
You're that friend of mineThe passage in this life,
Oh I falter and the clouds roll inBut 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 findTo change my altitude
Adjust my attitude
A truer movie screen
Moves in front of meA strong arithmetic
Stirring inside of me