Morning light

Chase the night back to its home

Crystallised

Fractured glass frames on the wall

Reckless heart

Torn apart as she grew old

Wasting time

Wasting time

If only time would keep us young instead of getting old (oh woah)

Messy hair and dirty lines seem to bring us home (oh oh oh oh oh)

I don’t mean to let you down, but I gotta get out of town (oh woah)

City’s sleeping all night long, too afraid to turn all the lights off (oh woah)

Young blood, you think you know but you know not

A fault to love where this ends and where this starts

Fever rush

It’s part of me, it’s in my blood

Too close to touch

Too close to touch

If only time would keep us young instead of getting old (oh woah)

Messy hair and dirty lines seem to bring us home (oh oh oh oh oh)

I don’t mean to let you down, but I gotta get out of town (oh woah)

City’s sleeping all night long, too afraid to turn all the lights off (oh woah)

I’m on my way, I’m on my way back home

I’m on my way, I’m on my way back home