Ain’t it funny how we pretend we’re still a child? Softly stolen under our blanket skies Rescue me from me And all that I believe I won’t deny the pain I won’t deny the change And should I fall from grace Here with you Would you leave me too? Carve out your heart for keeps In an old oak tree Hold me for goodbyes and whispered lullabies Tell me I am still The one I’m supposed to be Too late to turn back now I’m running out of sound And I am changing I’m changing And if we died right now This fool you love somehow Is here with you I’m here 编辑于2011/06/21更新