Verse 1:
Dm G F A
There's a chance that this is just a dream.
Dm G F A
There's a chance this isn't up to me.
Dm G
Wasn't your fault but the lines
F A
were blurred with bloodshot eyes
Dm G F A
as the headlights left you hypnotized.
Dm G F A
There's a sound that's coming from the light,
Dm G F A
broken windows in a broken life.
Dm G
There's a boy left in a room
F A
with sunshine creeping through.
Dm G F A
All the colours are about to bloom.
Verse 2:
Dm G F A
I was fifteen, it was summertime.
Dm G F A
Sky was red and the hills on fire.
Dm G
There's a canyon where I'd hide.
F A
It's as deep as it is wide,
Dm G F A
like the chasm that I felt inside.