Love, it comes up
On the ceiling
My mouth
And these arms
Hold the feeling
Even I
Can't control
My nature
If there should come
A match before you
I would not ever try
To capture you
Bluebird
Where are you gonna go now?
We flee to
The gallows
Then I
Caught up my eye
There's something
Its boat
Led me back
From nothing
From nothing
If there should come
A match before you
I would not ever try
To capture you
Bluebird (I would not ever try)
Where you gonna go now?
Seasons change (I would not ever try)
Before they are over
Before they are over