Got my baby by my side,
driving up to the lake.
All our troubles left behind,
the moment's ours to take.
On the water, a waning quarter
moon, it casts a shine.
Wonder what's been calling us
from beneath the surface line...
And the night, it reached into our hearts,
throwing open the gates,
tore the storybook apart,
told us not to wait...
Time is not so real now
in the silence at hand,
our eyes can see so clear now
in this nocturnal land.
All forgiven for all the living
truth we had denied,
never lost our way at all
for all the times we tried...
And the night, it reached into our hearts,
throwing open the gates,
tore the storybook apart,
told us not to wait...
Could it really be so
easy to walk away?
It never really seemed so
in the broken light of day.
Now, absolution, and resolution,
I know we got the right
to forget about our crawling
and return to perfect flight...
And the night, it reached into our hearts,
throwing open the gates,
tore the storybook apart,
told us not to wait...
told us not to wait...
told us not to wait...
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