The patterns in front decorating the sky
Though our canvas is blank
Gazing too long at the ceiling
One way we'll break the stare
Saving this step, for our selfish ways to pass behind
I would lay down a road
That brought me to you
I would turn this around
Footsteps that led me to you
I would lay down a road
That brought me to you
I would turn this around
Chances that bring a beat to my pulse
Stitched a new life draining the old ways
Clock that gave me life, ahead
A warm body surviving the cold
I would lay down a road
That brought me to you
I would turn this around
Footsteps that brought me to you
I would lay down a road
That brought me to you
I would turn this around
I would lay down a road
That brought me to you
I would turn this around
Footsteps that brought me to you
I would lay down a road
That brought me to you
I would turn this around
I would lay down a road
That brought me to you
I could turn this around
Footsteps that brought me to you
I would lay down a road
That brought me to you
I could turn this around

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