| Whenever the rain comes down
|
| It carries memories of a prime long gone
|
| When we used to seize the day
|
| And drain the nights from all the great Unknown
|
| We’re running away
|
| From colours to grey
|
| Breakin' out
|
| To the past I call, wish we never let it go
|
| We couldn’t see at all, it was heaven in disguise
|
| To the past I turn, when you used to hold my hand
|
| We could not understand
|
| What beneath lies
|
| Inside the diary entries breathe again
|
| The old days come alive
|
| Then fading away before
|
| I even get to wave my dreams goodbye
|
| Tears running away
|
| From eyes betrayed
|
| Dryin' out
|
| To the past I call, wish we never let it go
|
| We couldn’t see at all, it was heaven in disguise
|
| To the past I turn, when you used to hold my hand
|
| We could not understand
|
| What beneath lies
|
| To the past I call, wish we never let it go
|
| We couldn’t see at all, it was heaven in disguise
|
| To the past I turn, when you used to hold my hand
|
| We could not understand what beneath the future lies
|
| To the past I call, wish we never let it go
|
| We couldn’t see at all, it was heaven in disguise
|
| To the past I turn, when you used to hold my hand
|
| We could not understand
|
| What beneath lies |