Blow Me Away - Corey Smith

I’m a solid rock, a chip off a mountain top

Finely chiseled by the wind and rain

I work out in the storm, keeps me in fighting form

No I won’t back down from anything

But you’re like a stick of dynamite

And I’m gonna light your fuse tonight

Get ready for a fireworks show

You blow me away

You blow me away

I’m a cold-blooded cynic

I’m a stone cold critic

Seems like nothings worth a double take

Yeah, I’m open minded

But I’ve been color-blinded

Fed up and jaded by the hit parade

But baby you’re a work of art

And I tried picking you apart

But I can’t

You’ve simply blown me over

You blow me away

You blow me away

I-I-I

I-I-I

I’m a shaking leaf upon a Sycamore tree

I’m hanging high but barely holding on

I been catching rays, I been making shade

Holding a shingle when the rains got strong

But I feel Autumn setting in

And the green is fading from my skin

And oh it’s going to be a long way down

But you blow me away

You blow me away

You blow me away

You blow me away

I-I-I

I’ve been a solid rock

I’ve been a cold-blooded cynic

Now, I’m a shaking leaf

But you blow me away

You blow me away