Thinking Out Loud

I like to think... (hmm-mmm)

I like to think about the quiet of the morning

Before the world begins to turn its heavy gears

I like to think we have a way of finding home

Through the mist and all the dust of all these years

Oh, we're building a fire in the pouring rain

Keeping the embers alive through the pain

I like to think we'll make it out alright

Walking together through the fading light (ooh-ooh)

I like to think about the roads we didn't choose

And how they lead us to the very place we stand

No regret inside the steady beat of our hearts

Just the warmth of holding onto your hand

Oh, we're building a fire in the pouring rain

Keeping the embers alive through the pain

I like to think we'll make it out alright

Walking together through the fading light (yeah)

I like to

think... Yeah, I like to think so...