With sincerity,
In those few moments, a ray of sunshine peeks through those ugly clouds.
The hurt in your eyes drives me wild;
I am free, and you can see that days like these I wish would last forever.
Sincerity, maybe I ask too many questions.
Sincerity, maybe I ask too many questions.
Maybe I ask too many questions.
Maybe I just want it to be the same, yea!
Yea, I can jump, I can fly, I can touch the sky, look at me! Look at me!
Come and wipe the smile from my face.

The trees wisk graceful in the warm summer air,
and the sun's rays dance upon the tips of your hair.
My bicycle will see every inch of this town,
I will not be kept down! Down! Down!
You will not keep me down, I will not be kept down!

I would rather be ashes than dust (just smile).
I would rather be ashes than dust (there's ringing in my ears).
I would rather be ashes than dust (your smile).
Maybe I ask too many questions,
Maybe I just want it to be the same, yea.
Yea, I can jump, I can fly, I can touch the sky, look at me! Look at me!
Come and wipe the smile from my face.