| Out Of This World |
|---|
| Momentary sensory promises |
| Moments cut like shots of broken glass |
| Somewhere between sublime and the ridiculous |
| Is where we go to mend the broken heart |
| Feeling like a child |
| And you’re looking like a man |
| You wanna make it pride |
| Feeling like you can |
| Out of this world |
| Ou of our hands |
| Out of control |
| His beauty unfolds |
| Again and again |
| Out of this world |
| And little to the blue |
| Found me |
| Found here |
| To you |
| Not the best of times |
| To give a benefit |
| Waste of all this love affair, we’ve lied |
| We’re so close together, yet so separate |
| Couldn’t we’ve risen it if we tried? |
| Feeling like a child |
| And you’re looking like a man |
| You wanna make it pride |
| Feeling like you can |
| Out of this world |
| Ou of our hands |
| Out of control |
| His beauty unfolds |
| Again and again |
| Out of this world |
| And little to the blue |
| Found me |
| Found here |
| To you |
