Remember coming home at four in the morning
Before the sun was up
Back when the east was a fire of gold
Just waiting for the rest of the sky to fall in love
Yeah
Our hope is just a metaphor, of something better
For all of our dreams tonight
And fear is just a shadow of the things that matter the most
And I fear that I'm losing hope tonight
Oh oh
I feel like I'm dreaming
Oh oh
It's four in the morning
Oh oh
You wouldn't believe me
Oh oh
The words that I wanted to say
Remember that kid with the quivering lip
Whose heart was on his sleeve like a first aid kit
(Oh where'd you go?)
Oh oh
I feel like I'm dreaming
Oh oh
It's four in the morning
Oh oh
You wouldn't believe me
Oh oh
The words that I wanted to say
I know this isn't what you wanted
Past words in the present are haunting us now
And on and on and on and on
My heartbeat could tell you it's urgent
I try to shout but the words don't come out
Oh oh
I feel like I'm dreaming
Oh oh
It's four in the morning
Oh oh
You wouldn't believe me
Oh oh
The words that I wanted to say