We flew just like two birds up to the stars. As we left it all behind. We were lost inside the climb. It wasn't what I planned on from the start. I was scared of the fall.
Doesn't mean much. It doesn't mean anything at all. The life I've left behind me. Is a cold room. I've crossed the last line. From where I can't return.
In days gone by we used to go. To rundown coffee shop. We'd laugh and sing the night away. You would listen, I would talk. And then gone were the nights, were the days.
So wild and free the day you came into my life. Then tenderly I saw an angel in your eyes. And I felt your heart was beating with every beat of mine. A moment gone, and I was lost in time.