And when I think about it now It was nothing like a flashing light It was a still rain In the beginning of May And when I think about it now It wasn't even a fast ride I was slow and kept you waiting I really tried to put it all behind But it stands out Like a warning sign Or a lighthouse Though the scenes are overplayed And replaced Still the rush paints the floor In a bottomless shade I used to Approach the days with hesitation Waste my time in bed Approach the age with grief As if time wasn't running out Cause we don't know what to call it When every broken heart is cured And tell me where are all the anthems For this kind of love For this kind of love I remember being loud (Oh young hearts) I felt every word like poetry But now the gap between the lines Fills every space It's in the breath before you spell it out I used to Approach the days with hesitation Waste my time in bed Approach the love with fear And slowly back out from your arms Cause we don't know what to call it When every broken heart is cured And tell me where are all the anthems For this kind of love For this kind of love Never thought I'd say these words Always thought it'd need to hurt You put another rhythm in my chest How could I prepare for this How could I prepare for this