When I look at you I see ribbons of blue And hold you up, just enough, an elegant twist Round your delicate wrist, are you old enough To feel lost? Noah paints a picture with your blues x2 When we were three, we were wild and free We were rogue and free in love Now we are more, we are filled with our flaws We're not bold enough to open up Through our veins is a picture with your blues x2 Give every clue, ribbons inside of you x2 You fell through the sky like the softest of size And then you land lost and found And now will be knows before bad seeds are sown What you are, my love, good enough Noah paints a picture with your blues x2 Give every clue, ribbons inside of you x2