Strawberry Sunsets

I found your letter on the floor

Right where you left it by the door

Now I am tracing every line

To find a way to make you mine

And it is rising like the tide

These quiet things we try to hide

We are spinning under paper skies

Chasing after what we cannot buy

Oh, we are running out of time

But we are feeling so alive (ooh-ooh)

We spent the summer on the grass

Knowing the season wouldn't last

But every moment that we saved

Is written in the plans we made

Even if the color fades away

We will find another word to say

We are spinning under paper skies

Chasing after what we cannot buy

Oh, we are running out of time

But we are feeling so alive

(feeling so alive)

Feeling so alive Under paper skies