Verse 1
Everyday that Im alive
Could be the day that I will fly

And there would be no need for crying faces

All the music may have died

And parents make us compromise
But we know motivations hiding places


Pre-chorus
So fly like you do
Summers coming

So live like you do
Alright


Chorus
Were the ones whose hands are on the sky
Hold your breath when we all come alive

Look around we see through your disguise
Broken plans and premature goodbyes


I cant hear you
Well see this though


Verse 2
Lately its been understood
That we dont live the way we should

And teenage love is only full of mayhem

We all want what we cant have

And we cant have the aftermath
Of freedom from this prank abomination


Pre-chorus
So fly like you do
Summers coming

So live like you do
Alright


Chorus
Were the ones whose hands are on the sky
Hold your breath when we all come alive

Look around we see through your disguise
Broken plans and premature goodbyes


I cant hear you
Well see this though