Lyrics:

I'm wondering if my thoughts of herhave ever crossed her thoughts of meand if they're half as clear as mineand if th
ere'll ever be a timefor us to journey once againas lovers and as trusted friendswhat if the best is yet to comeand this w
as only the first part runget a hold of yourselfdon't worry about the aftermaththere is no one after youor on your backth
ere is no one after youbut the everyday just can't competewhit the beauty of a polariodwhere the fairytale endures complete
and her eyes are always full of joylike a frozen glimpse of butterflieson a clourized celluloid skyshe waves her cheerful
last goodbyeand begs for me to let passed things slideget a hold of yourselfdon't worry about the aftermaththere is no one
after youno one on your backthere is no one after you