Breathing, it once was so easy | |
Now I’m torn between the sky and the water that climbs up | |
And drowns me in sleep | |
I remember, the moon caught in the trees | |
The stars would fall and dance from branch to branch | |
And watch me believe, hey, summer follows fall | |
When I’m watching the rain | |
Melt my window away | |
Will You hold me here in | |
Your arms | |
When I’m sinking in pain | |
And I’m thinking love’s late | |
Will You hold me here in the night | |
Constants, always change their mind | |
All is so sublime then | |
I blink and | |
I find That it’s written in rain | |
Oh after, is the sweetest smell of spring | |
Years and years before | |
I could see past the storm | |
But it’s harder now, believing that summer follows fall (Repeat Chorus) |
Breathing, it once was so easy | |
Now I' m torn between the sky and the water that climbs up | |
And drowns me in sleep | |
I remember, the moon caught in the trees | |
The stars would fall and dance from branch to branch | |
And watch me believe, hey, summer follows fall | |
When I' m watching the rain | |
Melt my window away | |
Will You hold me here in | |
Your arms | |
When I' m sinking in pain | |
And I' m thinking love' s late | |
Will You hold me here in the night | |
Constants, always change their mind | |
All is so sublime then | |
I blink and | |
I find That it' s written in rain | |
Oh after, is the sweetest smell of spring | |
Years and years before | |
I could see past the storm | |
But it' s harder now, believing that summer follows fall Repeat Chorus |
Breathing, it once was so easy | |
Now I' m torn between the sky and the water that climbs up | |
And drowns me in sleep | |
I remember, the moon caught in the trees | |
The stars would fall and dance from branch to branch | |
And watch me believe, hey, summer follows fall | |
When I' m watching the rain | |
Melt my window away | |
Will You hold me here in | |
Your arms | |
When I' m sinking in pain | |
And I' m thinking love' s late | |
Will You hold me here in the night | |
Constants, always change their mind | |
All is so sublime then | |
I blink and | |
I find That it' s written in rain | |
Oh after, is the sweetest smell of spring | |
Years and years before | |
I could see past the storm | |
But it' s harder now, believing that summer follows fall Repeat Chorus |