My little boy In the middle of a rainbow When you’re standing in the colors You cannot see, they never show
All your life You’ll keep looking for something more Out the window at the stars When I’m right here at your door
The living end, Oh baby, guess again . . . A change of heart, But you don’t change at all
I try to pull you down from the clouds To make you breathe, Tugging at your sleeve, But you always know the things you need
All your life You’ll keep looking for something more Out the windows at the stars When I’m right here at your door With all my love, where I’ve always been Just waiting for the living end
You will blink and I’ll be gone Yes I can leave where I belong You will think back on these times with me One big, blurry, honeymooney memory
Baby, do I spell it out for you Must I paint a picture too . . . in bitter blue
All your life You’ll keep looking for something more Out the windows at the stars When I’m right here at your door With all my love, Where I’ve always been Just waiting for the living end.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.