Stay with your friends
We will make it up sometime
When the day breaks in our eyes
Cold is the air
When you say you've met someone
And the life seeps from my mind
Tell me, what's left of us?
You gotta believe that we can still see this
Through a small speck in time
I promise I'll find a way back into us
Crashing into a new lover
Stay with me, we can recover
All that we really need
We gotta believe that this old thing can fly
Wrote you a song
But the words came out all wrong
That's the story of my life
Cold are your lungs
Leaving California's sun
And the warmth drains from my heart
Thousands of miles high
We used to dream we could be anything
Now that we're stuck on ground
Let's turn it around, so tell me you won't go
Crashing into a new lover
Stay with me, we can recover
All that we really need
We gotta believe that this old thing can fly