Back then I'll begin a new dawn, morning mist, bird song, the sun rising high into the limitless
sky.
I fell in love with a picture of you, diamonds in your throat, put through the mill by your
own strong will.
Eight gentle ways to fall over edges, trip over words of wisdom, not mine.
Back then I'll begin a new, a long and winding road, a flat tire, a while in the mire, out
of the mud by my own hair.
I fell in love with a picture of you, gold in your lap, too good to be true, both ends
of a rainbow right out of the blue.
Two good reasons to believe in what I'm feeling, two reasons to believe in what I feel, I know.
As we're saving our patches from the rain, we are laying down the sketches of our pain.
Oh, a paper chase with pieces of us, not a take us back to where we started from, but
one step beyond.
Back then I'll begin a new, a picture book example, the basic track is the sample of
this song.
Setting up house in a dead end street, closing the curtains cause you just can't meet your
expectations.
I fell in love with a picture of who you struggled to become, now you're not giving up and I
will come under.
Cause there are so many reasons to believe in what we're feeling, so many reasons to
believe in what we feel, I know.
As we're saving our patches from the rain, we are laying down the sketches of our pain.
Oh, a paper chase with pieces of us, not a take us back to where we started from, but
one step beyond.
One step beyond.
Oh, oh, I know.
As we're saving our patches from the rain, we are laying down the sketches of our pain.
Oh, a paper chase with pieces of us, not a take us back to where we started from, but
one step beyond.
One step beyond.