I sing soft and low Just like the moon Over the snow I hear icicles falling in the dark We're just like anyone else We just want a little bit Of sun for ourselves And a little bit of rain

I won't show my face here anymore But even if we won't admit it to ourselves We'll walk upon these streets and think of little else These streets are yours, you can keep them All that's left behind I don't want them They pull me back, and I surrender To

There's a hole in my soul You have always worn your flaws upon your sleeve And I have always buried them deep beneath the ground Are laid out one by one We pick ourselves undone All of your flaws and all of my flaws I can't fill it, I can't fill it Can

And we're not blind We are listening This is your life, this is your time Show me now Show me the arms aloft This my chick This is your time It's like we just can't help ourselves Cause we don't know how to back down

Yeah I'm always on your side No one, no one, no one can ever change it C'mon let 'em try 'Cause it's you and me together now You and me together Looks like we found ourselves Up against a wall In need of a little help But no one wants to call

I'm too tired to try Let's not be afraid of our reflections It's not only you you're looking at now Gave me directions but it's all the same, oh no Let's not get ahead of ourselves now There's no need for raid it's our own parade Ooh you're looking at

Before it's too late? When we gonna wake up, baby? It's time for loving Are we gonna wake up, my baby When we gonna wake up, my baby So who's gonna rescue us from ourselves? You used to be my closest ally In this cold, cold world of deception and lies,

Inside this dying world I can only imagine that wrath is being held out So there will be time for us to be redeemed But surely wrath is not being held out So that we may redeem ourselves For I've seen the madness Of those who died trying But is regret

Replicated errors, we smash against these glaciers of mistakes And find ourselves drowning in the flood We fold in difficult fashion, pinions clipped and forgotten So we grow fray and suffer the cold Like a shiver inside our own reason Your feigned

Back to beautiful Get back to beautiful Why do we say this to ourselves? Ooh Gotta, get back to beautiful Why do we say this to ourselves? And even worse to each other? We gotta, get back to beautiful All these words, starting wars Over who can hurt who