Burning down stories of our
When I can't ease off your sorrow
We stare at your child face
Trying to fill up empty places
Willing to care
Sweet words in our prayers
Laying candles on our windows
When you seem to loose your way home
Long as you may see the light
Guiding you althrough the night
Learning to pretend
Gold spoons in our hands
Hey you are my somebody to forget
Will we stand again and call for those days of glory
I have no story, nor words
There was a time we weren't so quite
'Bout your sentiments
Proud to make believe, make believe
Waving history like flags
There was a time we weren't so quite
At your sentiments
Proud to make believe, make believe
