I must assume you're looking at me Cause I know some things that we need to know about here And we pretend that we both got wings And both of us sing So we'll sing til we fly out of here
Oh and maybe then we'll come back down Oh and maybe then we'll come back down
Can we believe in things we can't see? Without them we seem to disappear like we evaporate And when we leave untraceable seams That tear and we bleed, we need a martyr that won't hesitate
Oh and maybe then we'll come back down Oh and maybe then we'll come back down
And I was hoping things were better Something we could write in letters, singing This is where we are, here and counting scars The fight for something greater left us dead or barely breathing, singing This is where we are, cut out for shooting stars
And I miss the way we lived in our dreams When trust had meaning When we were young and we were proud of this When we defined ourselves by our screams Cause life by no means seemed to give us both the best of it
But I guess maybe we can come back down Whoa but maybe we can come back down
And I was hoping things were better Something we could write in letters, singing This is where we are, here and counting scars The fight for something greater left us dead or barely breathing, singing This is where we are, cut out for shooting stars
And I was hoping things were better Something we could write in letters, singing This is where we are, here and counting scars The fight for something greater left us dead or barely breathing, singing This is where we are, cut out for shooting stars
Ready or not, yeah Whoa, yeah ready or not, oh whoa Ready or not Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
