| Momentary sensory paralysis | |
| Moments cut like shards of broken glass | |
| Somewhere between sublime and the ridiculous | |
| Is where we go to mend a broken heart | |
| Feeling like a child and looking like a man | |
| You wanna make it right, feeling like you can't | |
| Out of this world | |
| Out of our hands | |
| Out of control | |
| This beauty unfolds again and again | |
| Out of this world | |
| And into the blue | |
| From me, from here to you | |
| Not the best of times to give up anything | |
| Least of all this love affair with life | |
| We're so close together, yet so separate | |
| Couldn't realize it if we tried | |
| Feeling like a child and looking like a man | |
| You wanna make it right, feeling like you can't | |
| Out of this world | |
| Out of our hands | |
| Out of control | |
| This beauty unfolds again and again | |
| Out of this world | |
| And into the blue | |
| From me, from here to you |