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..