So we're a little bit older now.
We're a little bit tired a little bit scared of looking down.
We wipe our weary eyes and step into the storm outside.
I'll be waiting for you.
I'll be waiting for you.
I don't know where I'll end up tonight.
Perfect pictures fade to black w
hen you turn out the lights.
So we're a little bit lonely now.
We climbed a little too high a little too fast and we can't come down.
I've got two good eyes but I still feel so blind sometimes