| I raise my head so slowly | |
| Throw an arm in the air | |
| And I turn all the lights down | |
| And enjoy the despair | |
| I did not feel this happening | |
| I did not see this coming | |
| No I did not predict this at all | |
| Look at me bleeding | |
| With my heart in my hand | |
| But I just can't believe in | |
| What I don't understand | |
| So turn it back | |
| Turn it back to the day before | |
| I have a fear of flying | |
| Though I've jumped from the sky | |
| And I wake up falling | |
| But in this dream I die | |
| And it won't be alright | |
| Because it won't change my life | |
| And no we don't have the time | |
| But I'm grateful for the chance to | |
| pick and choose which way this life is going | |
| Look at me bleeding | |
| With my heart in my hand | |
| But I just can't believe in | |
| What I don't understand | |
| So turn it back | |
| Turn it back to the day- | |
| When there were stories I'd read them in ink | |
| A life I could hold in my hand | |
| There were songs I could sing for a season | |
| And bury them back in the sand | |
| There'd be friends up and down every table | |
| Of people I'd met in a dream | |
| But when I said they'd think | |
| Of the times that had gone | |
| Well this is the loneliest place I've ever been | |
| Look at me bleeding | |
| With my heart in my hand | |
| But I just can't believe in | |
| What I don't understand | |
| So turn it back | |
| Turn it back to the day before | |
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