Love, it comes up, On the ceiling
My mouth and these arms hold the feeling
Even I can't control my nature
(With Guitar fill 1)
If there should come a match before you
I would not ever try to capture you
Bluebird, where you gonna go now?
(With Guitar fill 2)
We flee to the gallows
Then I caught up my eye there's something
Its boat led me back from nothing, from nothing
If there should come a match before you
I would not ever try to capture you
Bluebird, where you gonna go now?
Things change before they are over (then play intro riff again)
before they are over