I've been spending all my Sundays
Arguing with God
Growing up too fast already left me
Feeling out of touch
Then I saw you staring back
Through your watercolor eyes
And it feels like the first time
I felt the sunlight
I built a castle out of sand
It disintegrated when the tide rolled in
I kept a heavy hand
Suffered the consequence of
Burning bridges
But I saw you staring back
Through your water color eyes
And It feels like the first time
I felt the sunlight
And it feels like the first time
I felt the sunlight
I read a note, I found folded
In the back of a book I read
Was still in school
It said "Listen up, you strangers
There is more to life than being cool"
Maybe they were never really that perfect
Maybe they had never been through hell
Maybe I was never different
Probably should have kept it to myself
I've been trying to make it home
I've been running from the sun
I've been dying on my own
And it feels like the first time
I felt the sunlight
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