This love, it is a distant star, guiding us home wherever we are.
This love, it is a burning sun, shining light on the thing’s that we’ve done.
But each word we spoke, the wind blew away.
I want to feel my feet on the ground.
And leave behind this prison we share.
Step into the open air.
What we just tasted, we somehow still miss.
And now these walls come crumbling down.
And I can feel my feet on the ground.
Into the open air.
Into the open air.
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