Come on and ride
We ought to leave it
We ought to say goodbye
To older tides
To all we needed
We’ll cover up our scars no more

Come on and ride
We got to see it
We got to know this time
That all our lives
Were meant to be and
We’ll be going it over and over

But we
Are coming home
To make the grey
The colourful
The colourful

Come on and rise
We ought to leave it
We ought to say goodbye
And all our minds
Have all the reason
To be going it over and over
But we
Are coming home
To make the grey
The colourful
And we
Are going on
To get what we came here for

Holding on tight
Nowhere to hide away
Holding on tight
Nowhere to hide, over and over and
Holding on tight
Holding on tight
Nowhere to hide
Over and over and
Holding on tight
Holding on tight
Nowhere to hide
Over and over

But we
Are coming home
To make the grey
The colourful
And we
Are going on
To get what we came here for