Bring them down, down, down, from the skyline
Rip the gray from above one cloud at a time
But this might take a while
Thankfully
The sun's patiently waiting to provide
Your parade on the clearest of days
It's the way she lights of the back of a room
Some day I hope the world burns as bright as your eyes
Don't cry my dear
It's not you've given up the ghost
Ride the waves of your regrets all the way home
It's the way she lights of the back of a room
Some day I hope the world burns as bright as your eyes
I've boarded several sinking ships
And pulled myself to shore