But come on take it, come on take it, take it from me
But come on take it, come on take it, take it from me (we`ve got a good life).
What can I compare you to, a window the sun shines through?
Maybe the silver moon, a smile rising
The magic of the fading day, satellites on parade
A toast to the plans we’ve made to live like kings.
I lose my breath despite the air
When the rain falls down I give in to despair
Pink magnolia in winter she doesn’t care
if you don’t show up to have another cup.
What can I compare you to, when everything looks like you?
I get a bit confused with every Spring
Flowers that bloom your eyes, hummingbirds side by side
My heart won’t stay entirely in this rib caging
— the weepies, take it from me