We dream in rooms full of silence and smoke
Mumbling messages of former lives and things to come
Adopting new persona's and making patterns in the sky
The clouds look like faces that laugh at our disguise
Coffee stains and freezing rain to motivate our tampered hearts
Bring me to the sunrise, I'll start a brand new day
We'll leave behind the lives we've lost and forget about our scars
In my mind it all seems tangible but you tell me they don't exist
Fighting sleep with day dreams, while counting the goodbyes
Letting go of everything that is nailed to the ground
And each time you blow out the candles you will make the same wish.
Because I thought I felt the world turning, and you thought you heard me cry..