Go back to morning roll it
If I could feel the same of the girl I know
Its time to think about
All my love I know

No people in the sky
We all cry to find our friends
No, no one to stay, im still
Falling down and rest my head

Still itself
To harm my heart, to harm my heart
The boring days
I think these are best days, are best days

No people in the sky
We all cry to find our friends
No, no one to stand still
Falling down and rest my head

Still itself
To harm my heart, to harm my heart
The boring days
I think these are best days, are best days

Still itself
To harm my heart, to harm my heart
The boring days
I think these are best days, are best days