3 AM, a boy sits outside his house, lonely with his guitar. But then he plays a melody that's so familiar, it reminds him of who we are
So hold fast to all of your hopes, and chase your dreams with all the things that you know Live each day like it could be your last Because this world can be a cruel place, the more you give it seems the more you lose face Hold on tight and things will be just fine Whoa whoa
To the people that can hear us, here's a message that's unwinding.
Don't break hearts and try to shake hands, because we're living in a time of living's last chance. Let your spirit soar. (x2)
Ooo yeah. Go!
Now it's half past three and I can see the task that has been placed before me, don't live your life with regret because there will be things that you will miss.
To the people that can hear us, here's a message that's unwinding.
Don't break hearts and try to shake hands, because we're living in a time of living's last chance. Let your spirit soar. (x2)
If you don't believe me, I'll just keep my mouth shut. Yeah, right. Woah. 4 AM, the boy can't fall asleep, because his actions always haunt him in his dreams So heed his warning and don't break hearts. and don't break hearts.
Don't break hearts and try to shake hands, because we're living in a time of living's last chance. Let your spirit soar. Woah