When I look at you I see ribbons of blue that hold you up
Just enough
An elegant twist round your delicate wrist
Are you old enough to feel that loss?
Noah paints a picture with your blues
Noah paints a picture with your blues
When we were three we were wild and free
We were old enough for real love
Now we are more we are filled with our flaws
We're not bold enough to open up
Noah paints a picture with your blues
Noah paints a picture with your blues
Give every clue, ribbons inside of you
Give every clue, ribbons inside of you
You fell from the sky with the softest of sighs
In an abandoned land, lost and found
And I hope you know before bad seeds are sown
That you are my love, good enough
Noah paints a picture with your blues
Noah paints a picture with your blues
Give every clue, ribbons inside of you
Give every clue, ribbons inside of you
Don't look at me, I am fallen…