A million little things
that I want you to hear
like calling inside my heart is breaking so let them dissappear...
so I will write a note about the bright today
well you repaint it with your color stand always glad by the way
what I'm possibly say that I wasted all the chances away
So I will be brave I swear when I see you there
oh you land the moon in my hands
and I will change the present of you just way too little form