This is a very pessimistic point of view I guess that's an effect that distance has on you Don't know if they'll come true These dreams I made of you A hundred flames or so were hanging from the sun And their shadows led to you But... Will we lose the picture When we change the frame? When colours are different Will we stay the same? If I brought you to the gray Would your colours fade away? Is this a scenery that you would fit into? Cause over here it's all a darker shade of blue I got ideas of you Scared that they might come true Prepare myself for the worst case scenario Was it too good to be true? Will we lose the picture When we change the frame? When colours are different Will we stay the same? If I brought you to the gray Would your colours fade away? These feelings that ignite Seen in a different light I'm scared that they just might come off Under a different moon The sweeter half of June What will I think of you? Will we lose the picture When we change the frame? When colours are different Will we stay the same? If I brought you to the gray Would you colours fade away?