What's a name when in the darkness we all look the same? Holding candles looking for the fl ame, for the
fi re to chase the night away as we wait for daylight to break.
What is life kept to ourselves?
Careful words composed?
It's a book upon the shelf, its story never told.
We are frames, chasing photos of our happier days.
Clinging to the ones they can't erase.
Going on to find that perfect place, where we can love each other.
We can find each other, we can shape the world again.
What is life kept to ourselves?
Careful words composed?
It's a book upon the shelf, its story never told.
The pages turn and then unfold to show us where we've been.
As the signs along the road to lead us home again.
I feel like I've been turned inside out.
I've come so far I can't turn around,
but I don't know the next steps to take
because all you left were me and the growing pains.
fi re to chase the night away as we wait for daylight to break.
What is life kept to ourselves?
Careful words composed?
It's a book upon the shelf, its story never told.
We are frames, chasing photos of our happier days.
Clinging to the ones they can't erase.
Going on to find that perfect place, where we can love each other.
We can find each other, we can shape the world again.
What is life kept to ourselves?
Careful words composed?
It's a book upon the shelf, its story never told.
The pages turn and then unfold to show us where we've been.
As the signs along the road to lead us home again.
I feel like I've been turned inside out.
I've come so far I can't turn around,
but I don't know the next steps to take
because all you left were me and the growing pains.