Open your eyes, try not to worry about it
There are signs there for you, but you must recognize them
Then will come a day when you stop blaming your mother
Stop blaming old lovers for the absence of peace in your mind

The days go by, yes they are blending together
Like Rouen and Monet, only the sunlight changes
Suddenly the summer’s gone and you barely remember where you were last September
Somewhere lost within the figment of time

And I know that it can be hard to wake up
Sometimes the nights are moving slow
You think you’re dying alone
And I know how the highs get low sometimes, I know
I know

But this love
It’ll take you higher
It’ll get you high, afterglow burning bright
My love, it’ll get you high
Eyes dilated, afterglow burning bright
Burning bright

My love, our love