Match

Shake off the dust

Dust off the day

Yesterday and a thousand tomorrows

What is life but a photograph?

Mysteries, mundane sorrows

Woah-oh-ohhhh

Woah-oh-ohhhh

Leaving behind what was there

In search of something new

What did you say?

We could live in the sunshine, baby

We could have our sweet time maybe

We could live in the sunshine, baby

The sidewalk moves

Underneath my feet

Rewinding time

Takes my memories with it

I light a match

So I can see in front of me

A bitter breeze

Blows out the flame

Woah-oh-ohhhh

Woah-oh-ohhhh

Leaving behind what was there in search

Of something new

What did you say?

We could live in the sunshine, baby

We could have our sweet time maybe

We could live in the sunshine, baby

Woah-oh-ohhhh

Woah-oh-ohhhhhhhh

Woah-oh-ohhhh

Woah-oh-ohhhhhhhh

Woah-oh-ohhhh

Woah-oh-ohhhhhhhh

Woah-oh-ohhhh

Woah-oh-ohhhhhhhh

Woah-oh-ohhhh

Woah-oh-ohhhhhhhh

Woah-oh-ohhhh

Woah-oh-ohhhhhhhh