Days like this... Looking through limpid glass... Seemingly untouched by the hands of time... Savouring what's left of our innocence... Before green leaves turn to gold Days like this... Crazy not to pin them down... There's got to be a way to stay In this pure untroubled morning Before the need to change comes suddenly Before we turn the page Before we move on... ...and suddenly we see freedom isn't free Suddenly we see we are As little as a shooting star in a galaxy So i'm going to leave the light on secretly Before a leap in the dark. Before i move on... If only we could learn to give What we have instead of what we need If only we were the architects Of our own days... Days like this... Outgrowing our universe... There's got to be a way to stay In this pure untroubled moment Days like this... Crazy not to be alive