Her heart is blooming and she blows my mind.

Her hair is golden like the earrings inside.

Can't imagine the truth if she should lie.

Someone told me the sun would still shine.

But she stole that color,

now she has my eye.


Her tears are leaving and she too says goodbye.

Her touch is cold and the ground is dry.

Can't imagine this life if she should die.

Someone told me the sun would still shine.

But she stole that color, the brightness is over.

Now she has my eye, I see black and white.


Her eyes are closing, they remind me of mine.

When I pretend it's not real, must be a lie to die.

I just can't imagine why I would even try.

Someone told me the sun would still shine.

But she has the color

and she stole my eye.

The sun still comes out

when I dream at night.

Planes and Tanks



What is left of hate we must send our planes and tanks to,

like finishing our plate, just like saying please and thank you.

We wait around all day, and we still won't leave the table.


So all the kids and all the moms, get ready for state-wide security,

but watch out for bullets and bombs, these rifles aren't on safety.

We're the ones with guns, please don't judge your own state of need.


Hand grenades explode against flesh and stones backlash off armored plates.

If we were going in for seconds, what's left?

We should have taken two in the first place.

I'd like to look into the sun without squinting.

I cannot lay atop the grass without itching.

And there are some torn up hearts

beyond repair here.

And so there must be a sort of love,

a love without care.


I lied all these lonely nights, my window wide open

just waiting for a lullaby soft enough spoken.

No matter what I hear, the echo is deafening.

How can these hearts go on, the beat still not ending?

Can I get much for my soul

if it still is not living?

There must be a sort of love,

a love without happy.

I felt a little smile creep across my face

when I dreamt I slept next to you,

but soon awoke with heartache.

You're so beautiful, I don't wonder why

when you're around I can feel a change.

You're sweet like the spring time,

when you speak it's like warm summer rain.

You remind me why I am alive

and when you're hurt I can feel your pain.

For some reason at the same time

we tend to say the very same thing.


And just what is enough?

When it comes to love, there is never too much.

Well, isn't this just my luck?

If this is real, I want to see your bluff


Those soft lips, those bright eyes,

I know that smile will always feel the same.

I understand why I don't qualify,

any guy puts me to shame.

But I would die to rewind,

being apart seems like such a waste.

Anything to keep you mine,

please stop my heart before it breaks.


And just what is enough?

When it comes to love, there is never too much.

Well, isn't this just my luck?

If this is real, I want to be your bluff.

I'm at point blank with you,

I'm sorting out all my problems.

From this new point of view,

I can see you're dishonest.

Remember you said you knew

exactly what I was thinking?

Well you should never assume

that your opinion has meaning.

Even if it is true,

your actions are deceiving.

I am coming unglued,

how low have you been sinking?


I'm at point blank with you,

I'm spilling out all my problems.

I think I'm okay "enough,"

to say that we are done.

"Enough," speaking of which,

I must never have been.

You're always taking my time

and keeping out of the light.

"Enough" speaking of this,

I'm done with everything.

Done trying to find out our fate...

again and again.


I'm at point blank with you,

I'm breaking out of my problems.

From this new point of view,

I can see straight through.

Can you feel the excitement?

It's the vibe if you find it.

Try to lie, but you can't hide it.

We live our dreams just like we're dyin'.


I'll pull you up if you're feelin' down,

and all the light will shine against your gown.

Feel so alive when we just can't be found,

dance and jive if you hear the sound.


You've got a secret, that's somethin' that sells,

confide in me, 'cause I don't kiss and tell.

Have confidence, 'cause babe I listen well,

you can't be out, I didn't hear the bell.


The son of a gun is a bullet,

ruin your life if you pull it.

Let's make a time to remember,

like the last night in december.


With those eyes, will you look at me?

Direct your aim, 'cause Cupid's shooting.

Someone told me love's the final step,

but is it right or should it be left?


You've got a secret, that's somethin' that sells,

confide in me, 'cause I don't kiss and tell.

Have confidence, 'cause babe I listen well,

you can't be out, I didn't hear the bell.


You can't be out... you can't be out...

You can't be out, I didn't hear the bell.

Do you wanna hang out?

We can fingerpaint now.

'Cuz I know that you love the stuff

that reminds you of being young.


Witnessing the sunset (the new day will await us)

We can use our thumbprints (all over the plain walls)

And we can bend our knuckles (paired up to shape hearts)

We won't always be amateurs (we can fingerpaint now)


We're never growing older, there's nothing anyone can do.

Your hand may be in mine, your soul deep in mine too.

Do you wanna hang out?  We can fingerpaint now.

'Cuz I know you love the things that make you feel young again.