Facing the skies Trying to find a way out Counting every time that I could Travel in time back to you Stepping outside Finding a way to make it right Calculating the chances that Everything can fix itself Woke up at night Shutting my eyes to start the sun Desolate space is zooming Past the sky with cotton-candy clouds Paradise opens, finally seeing What you couldn't show to me Books of mistakes, finding all that it takes To end this lifeless circle I'm moving on Sticking the landing Remember all the times That I thought I was wrong Head looking down Pride still standing We're holding on Until we fall again