| There’s a chance that this is just a dream
|
| There’s a chance this isn’t up to me
|
| Wasn’t your fault but the lines
|
| Were blurred with bloodshot eyes
|
| As the headlights left you hypnotized
|
| Ooh
|
| Ooh
|
| There’s a sound that’s coming from the light
|
| Broken windows in a broken life
|
| There’s a boy left in a room
|
| With sunshine creeping through
|
| All the colours are about to bloom
|
| Ooh
|
| Ooh
|
| Ooh
|
| I don’t know where to begin
|
| So I’ll start right at the end
|
| Yeah it’s goodbye
|
| Goodbye Kanan
|
| I was fifteen
|
| It was summertime
|
| Sky was red and the hills on fire
|
| There’s a canyon where I’d hide
|
| It’s as deep as it is wide
|
| Like the chasm that I felt inside
|
| Ooh
|
| Ooh
|
| Ooh
|
| I don’t know where to begin
|
| So I’ll start right at the end
|
| Yeah it’s goodbye
|
| Goodbye Kanan
|
| I don’t know where to begin
|
| So I’ll start right at the end
|
| And it’s goodbye, goodbye
|
| Yeah it’s goodbye
|
| Goodbye Kanan
|
| I don’t know where to begin
|
| So I’ll start right at the end
|
| And it’s goodbye
|
| Goodbye Kanan |