

Walking down the pavement
Waiting on a sign
Every single second
Running down the line
And it feels like the spark is catching now (ooh-ooh)
We
are running through the open door
Never looking back to what we knew before
(yeah, yeah)
Paper-thin excuses Scattered in the wind
This is where the story
Finally begins
Oh, we found the rhythm in the quiet space
Nothing in the world can slow this pace
We are running through the open door
Never looking back to what we knew before (whoa-oh)
Running through the door...
Never looking back...