

Faded glass, the morning cold Tracing patterns we used to hold
Dusty light begins to fall
Shadows dancing on the wall (mmmmm)
I still feel the quiet hum
Waiting for the dawn
to come
Let the light
filter through the cracks
We are
never going back
Let the warmth
wash away the gray
As the night begins to fade
(ooh,
let it fade)
Paper thin, the promises
Lost inside our quietness
But there is beauty in the break
In every single breath we take
Let the light
filter through the cracks
We are
never going back
Let the warmth
wash away the gray
As the night begins to fade (ooh,
let it fade)
Through the cracks... (mmmmm)