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I know it s self-defeating to carry regret onto my grave, the days are vanishing End, against a love that s meant to be at day s end we put down our disguises with nothing to defend
And when our time is up we could be trapped inside, would you do it all again, but even if you re falling
but in the mirror i see the lines grow deeper on my face
We re only given just so many sunny days, and i wonder what you dream about
Should i regret the contours of my path, when you look back on all that s happened
And i wonder what you dream about, we spend half our lives making disguises we perfect and use them as our tools
It s sacrilege to take advantage of the blind, it s hard to look around me now at everything i have
It s sacrilege to take advantage of the blind, if our perception causes us to go astray
When all that you had was time and the world of choices was yours, and i wonder what you dream about, dreams made real
But i don t want to fall i want to fly, pushing things to greater heights
Choices have consequences, lost in fantasies and never to return End, and i the best of you
At day s end we ll throw out our disguises with nothing to defend, should i regret the contours of my path Day's, that s the question carrying most weight at day s end
I might be soaring, that you remain the best of me
Who can help us try to find our way, when i look back on all that s happened Day's, i never saw myself as one who went outside the lines
Cause we re still standing, i know my wings might falter once up in the sky, against a love that s meant to be at day s end we put down our disguises with nothing to defend
it s hard to look around me now at everything i have
And every time we ve cried, how far we ve come, dreams made real
And you chose me we spend half our lives repairing bridges that our selfish actions helped, and you chose me we spend half our lives repairing bridges that our selfish actions helped, but even if you re falling
Who can help us try to find our way, would you choose me once again, it s hard to look around me now at everything i have
Our preconceptions now undone, it s hard to look around me now at everything i have
Who can help us try to find our way, when all that you had was time and the world of choices was yours End, the world won t fail to turn
I never saw myself as one who went outside the lines, when i look back on all that s happened Day's, and in an instant it s behind us it s sacrilege to take advantage of the blind
but it s still so hard for us to recognize that a life is such a fragile toy
And when our time is up we could be trapped inside, in quiet hours