What if us I couldn't see, hoping it was me?
Now I feel so capable, wanting to be free.
Never fall from holiness, painting in the stars.
What if we could turn around, like birds in the rain?
Instrumental
verse 2
What if us I couldn't see, hoping it was me?
Now I feel so capable, wanting to be free.
Never fall from holiness, painting in the stars.
Instrumental 2
verse 3
What if we could turn around, like birds in the rain?
What if us I couldn't see, hoping it was me?
Now I feel so capable, wanting to be free.