- cifra
Can you hear me?
Running through the tricks of time
Out on the road
Screaming like my lungs on fire
Do you see me
Laughing with my love wide eyed?
All we’re made of
Everything gets in the tied
What are we made of?
Criss cross and out of luck
Tears keep falling
They say my dreams are out of touch
Forever, and lucky for us
My baby keeps me on the good stuff
I’m here, my love
Even when I’m standing out alone
And there’s a galaxy of us
That shines and I hear ya callin me home
Long days
Under the cherry tree
When we were kids, yeah
When we were seventeen
Some things
They never change
Some people
They got to go away
That’s who you are
That’s you, as far as the stars
I’m here, my love
Even when I’m standing out alone
And there’s a galaxy of us
That shines and I hear ya calling me home
And there’s a galaxy of us
That shines and I hear ya calling me home
