I'm wondering if my thoughts of her Have ever crossed her thoughts of me And if they're half as clear as mine And if there'll ever be a time
For us to journey once again As lovers and as trusted friends What if the best is yet to come And this was only the first part run
Get a hold of yourself Don't worry about the aftermath There is no one after you Or on your back Get a hold of yourself Don't worry about the aftermath 'Cause there is no one after you
But the everyday just can't compete With the beauty of a polaroid Where the fairytale endures complete And her eyes are always full of joy
Like a frozen glimpse of butterflies On a colourized celluloid sky She waves her cheerful last goodbye And she begs for me to let passed things slide
Get a hold of yourself Don't worry about the aftermath 'Cause there is no one after you No one on your back Get a hold of yourself Don't you worry about the aftermath 'Cause there is no one after you There is no one after you