It's easier to feel when the sun goes down
And shadows come to me
To believe
To believe
It's harder to see when the lights are out
And blinding everything
So believe
So believe
Could I ever make it home?
When the angels turn to stone
Could I ever leave these wounds?
To believe
To believe
Feels colder in here
Every time I'm out and notice you are not here
Come to me
Come to me
Could I ever make it home?
When the angels turn to stone
Could I ever leave these wounds?
To believe
Come and write me a letter please
I would bury it in my skin
'Cause your words would save me in here
When I leave to believe
To believe
When the sun goes down and shadows come to me
to believe
Could I ever make it home?
When the lights are out and blinding everything
to believe
Come and write me a letter please
I would bury it in my skin
Cause your words would save me in here
When I leave to believe
When the sun goes down and shadows come to me to believe
to believe
to believe