We passed all these years
In a bed made of stairs
P***g off the streets with a song
Fighting with snowballs
We managed to smile
-A statement of trust : "I belong! ".
Ref :
A friendship blinded by sunshine
Foolish conceit, uptight
The world was supposed to be just fine
At least for a moment it looked alright.
We swapped our t-shirts
Instead of a handshake
Creating our own kind of play
The room was not big,
But inside was a world made of wax
Books and live for today.
Ref :
A friendship blinded by sunshine
Foolish conceit, uptight
The world was supposed to be just fine
At least for a moment it looked alright.
I tried to stare you down
But you didn't look away
A nice try, but the game is over
Now you go that way
And i'll walk this one
Staring at the sun.