Sitting outside, now
I love the smell of fresh air
I think I’ll miss that
Sitting outside, now
I love the smell of fresh air
I think I’ll miss that
All things considered
Sometimes it takes a little
To give a little
Do you like the breeze?
The way it flows through your hair?
Me? I like that look.
I am not sorry
But I wish I was better
This is who I am
I love you so much
Yet you burn me everytime
I keep coming back
A wave could mean things
A hello or a goodbye
Or a certain drench
Bright box in my hand
I need to put you down, now
You make my eyes ache
Would you follow me down
If I fell from grace
If I told you to stay
If I ruined it all
If I told you to leave
If I was going to hell
If I said you deserved heaven
If there was no saving me
If I told you I wouldn’t have you
If that really was it
If it would be your end
Would you follow me down?
Don’t wake me up yet
I was almost getting there
That was the good part
Make my dream come true
She whispered into the coin
She threw down the well