So what's the plan?
Cast your vision to the clouds, hoping that it falls and best it lands
How grand
Those eyes are new
But somehow I've seen them before
I could never be so sure again
Fated beforehand
Can I lay down for you
And dream your face away?
Would any shoe
Fit the mold you made again?
I guess I struck fools gold with you
Today's the day
I take the pill and make amends
No one else's fault but mine to make
Me and all my mistakes
Can I lay down for you
And dream your face away?
Would any shoe
Fit the mold you made again?
I guess I struck fools gold with you
