when time stood still,
like that photo,
on your window sill.

sat on that hill,
like that river,
let those waters spill.

do you think we'll,
regret that choice,
if we take that thrill?

in that moment,
would you risk it all?
even if we fall?

so i moved to los angeles
to chase the girl of my dreams.
how could i have known she was the devil
staring right back at me.
on the way over there
i thought i saw her wings.
clipping her feathers
whilst i was hunting a ring.
should have known then
that ******* my porch.
was always going to be trouble
when she walked through that door.
mama's always told me,
wear my heart on my sleeve.
don't get yourself killed,
with what you're trying to achieve.
so i left that night,
through that hole in the wall.
maybe those things they call angels
don't exist at all?

do you ever think back,
to those memories we had.
does the night ever still,
whisk you away?
do you ever look back,
on those stories of gold.
does the sky ever,
makes you want to stay?
do you ever want back,
those moments like that,
the sunset we had,
on that summer's day?
now i don't know where,
this story will go.
but i sure hope i find out,
before i get old.