Thinking of the early times
Where we used to stay
Where we used to lie
Our journey took a million paths
I knew you in a hundred ways
Seen you in a thousand skies
Cmon, can you see me
We could go out again
Cmon, can you see me
We could go out again
Standing by the underpass
Soaking from the rain
Too numb to know why
Sleeping through the bluest days
Caught up in so many ways
Dreaming of your diamond eyes
Cmon, can you see me
We could go out again
Cmon, can you see me
We could go out again
But did we ever think of why?
Tender letters became cries
If we stop to give a try
Cmon, can you see me
We could go out again
Cmon, can you see me
We could go out again