And then I heard you
You made me long for
To be a part of
Something that I can't see
Ah, let this be, oh
Something that I can't fear
To be a part of
The story belongs to you

Something you said was
About a pen and a paper
It can't always write in
It is something you have to do
Gathering stories
A story belongs to you
They say that it's gone now
You know that I disagree

I barely hear you
Sitting in this corner
So take me in to
Turn the radio
To all our favorite songs

Something is growing
On little pieces
And watch in a moment
So care if we're falling