The Sky Looks Like Patchwork stitched Just Enough So The Sky Won't Fall On Top Of Us it's Alright the City Was Covered In Gold and Made Out Of Dreams everything We Wanted Was Within Our Reach Tonight and We Stood tip-Toed, Eyes-Glued At The Scene And The Realization That
everything Was So Clear, And Plain To See this Where I Belong You Can't Take Me i Was Fooling Myself All Along i'm Never Coming Back, I'm Never Coming Back i'm Home
and We Drove, What Felt Like Forever down This Street And Stopped At The Edge Of The Earth it Looks Beautiful From Here this Is A Place We Dreamed Of a Place Made Up In Our Heads, We Thought We'd Never See but Here I Am eyes Blinded By Painted Smiles we Lived A Lifetime That Night