FATE
The mind is a palette
The dawn is a song
Promise hope and evidence
Christmas morning and your way back home
A tacit feeling
Out of the blue that something's wrong
Caught off guard regret turns on
Shone too bright a shadow drags you down
It finally happened in a way I can't believe
It don't add up no I can't make no sense
Of what this is or why this is our fate
Before I met you
I'd fall apart when these days came
...the piece I needed all along
That steers me to a quiet place called home
It finally happened in a way I can't believe
It don't add up no I can't make no sense
Of what this is or why this is our fate
The mind is a palette
The dawn is a song
Promise hope and evidence
Christmas morning and your way back home...