All I wanted comes in colors
Vanish everyday
I keep these promises, these promises
Stranger things will come before you
Always out of the way
We keep these promises, these promises
Can you call it
See it coming
Just enough to tell a story bout a
Portrait of a
Young girl waiting for a new year
All you ever wanted
Is it getting away?
Visions of a feeling
The footsteps at bay
You were getting stronger
Memories again
Now you're open wider
It's better this way