Love, it comes up
On the ceiling
My mouth
And these arms
Hold the feelingEven I
Can't control
My natureIf there should come
A match before you
I would not ever
Try to capture you
Bluebird, where you gonna go now?We flee to
The gallows
Then I
Caught up my eye
There's somethingIts boat
Led me back
From nothing
From nothingIf there should come
A match before you
I would not ever
Try to capture you
Bluebird, where you gonna go now?Things change
Before they are over
Before they are over
