歌词
A cold in the air
And your skin it was bare
We were alone with the truth
Just a picture of youth
Toes in the sand
With your love in my hand
Just a rhyme in a song
Nothing was wrong
So I'm running to a place I want to go
A place that I'd call home where the ceilings aren't so low
Stars in the sky
With a sense of divine
There was no trace of time
The world it was mine
Gone to the wild
Such a colourful child
There was something so true
And I think it was you
So I'm running to a place I want to go
A place that I'd call home where the ceilings aren't so low
Written by: Sam Tucker
