I'm trying to see everything you hide
I'm finding a way to turn up the lights
And you feel that as love
Even never having the mood to go
All that blue thing that you can see above
All that sky is to you

Steal all these wings and lie if they ask you how
You could touch the sky
If they ask you how
You could touch the sky
That sky belongs to

I'm trying to haze everything you find
I'm finding a way to turn off the lights
And you feel that as love
Even never having the mood to go
All the blue thing that you can see above
All that sky is to you

Steal all those wings and lie if they ask you how
You could touch the sky
If they ask you how
You could touch the sky
That sky belongs to