how many days since weve spoken
how many times have you tried
to mend the peices of our broken heart
dont tell me everythings over
dont take the sun from my eye
its much too late to be alone

when our love grows old
and the fire gets cold
I will scream and shout it
till there is no room to die
as the colors fade, on the world weve made
I will keep on tryin
long after the flame is dyin

too late too long to mention
too wide to keep them inside
this renovation of my wounded soul
you are the wind of adventure
you are the sun in my eye
you are the one who keeps me whole

when our love grows old
and the fire gets cold
I will scream and shout it
till there is no room to die
as the colors fade, on the world weve made
I will keep on tryin
long after the flame is dyin

when our love grows old
and the fire gets cold
I will scream and shout it
till there is no room to die
as the colors fade, on the world weve made
I will keep on tryin
long after the flame is dyin