Boulevard by Crescenda Lyrics
Perhaps it was a moment's pause
Joined by a common cause
If I could turn over every stone
Release every secret from the unknown
I know in you I find my way home
Chorus
All the years I've grown up in this place
You're all I wanna feel, taste, and embrace
It's like walking through a Museum of Art
I stroll down the Boulevard
I stroll down the Boulevard
I stroll down the Boulevard
When I get to how close we were
The moment I filled you with laughter
I want to kiss you in the Church Bell Tower
Giveth to God the Almighty Power
Chorus
All the years I've grown up in this place
You're all I wanna feel, taste, and embrace
It's like walking through a Museum of Art
I stroll down the Boulevard
I stroll down the Boulevard
I stroll down the Boulevard
Where the water is calm and holds the steel
I lay in the grass after class to heal
& the Meadows opened up like windows
A movement I couldn't even find absurd
To mark the tree in a mother's tongue
Left in the bricks and plaques with words
Chorus
All the years I've grown up in this place
You're all I wanna feel, taste, and embrace
It's like walking through a Museum of Art
I stroll down the Boulevard
I stroll down the Boulevard
I stroll down the Boulevard
Joined by a common cause
If I could turn over every stone
Release every secret from the unknown
I know in you I find my way home
Chorus
All the years I've grown up in this place
You're all I wanna feel, taste, and embrace
It's like walking through a Museum of Art
I stroll down the Boulevard
I stroll down the Boulevard
I stroll down the Boulevard
When I get to how close we were
The moment I filled you with laughter
I want to kiss you in the Church Bell Tower
Giveth to God the Almighty Power
Chorus
All the years I've grown up in this place
You're all I wanna feel, taste, and embrace
It's like walking through a Museum of Art
I stroll down the Boulevard
I stroll down the Boulevard
I stroll down the Boulevard
Where the water is calm and holds the steel
I lay in the grass after class to heal
& the Meadows opened up like windows
A movement I couldn't even find absurd
To mark the tree in a mother's tongue
Left in the bricks and plaques with words
Chorus
All the years I've grown up in this place
You're all I wanna feel, taste, and embrace
It's like walking through a Museum of Art
I stroll down the Boulevard
I stroll down the Boulevard
I stroll down the Boulevard