how many days since weve spoken 

how many times have you tried 

to mend the peices of our broken heart 

dont tell me everythings over

dont take the sun from my eye

its much too late to be alone 



when our love grows old

and the fire gets cold

I will scream and shout it

till there is no room to die

as the colors fade, on the world weve made

I will keep on tryin

long after the flame is dyin



too late too long to mention

too wide to keep them inside

this renovation of my wounded soul

you are the wind of adventure

you are the sun in my eye

you are the one who keeps me whole



when our love grows old

and the fire gets cold

I will scream and shout it

till there is no room to die

as the colors fade, on the world weve made

I will keep on tryin

long after the flame is dyin



when our love grows old

and the fire gets cold

I will scream and shout it

till there is no room to die

as the colors fade, on the world weve made

I will keep on tryin

long after the flame is dyin