All the things we want to say, and all the things we want to do Never really go to plan, and maybe it is not meant to All the thoughts and all our fears, maybe we should not stay here Trying to be old and wise, and failing every time we try Don't go, Watch the morning sun Spill on every one Changing into day. Stay here, Let the light show through Who you really are And what we might become All the dreams and all the stars, couldn't change the way we are Everyone can see straight through, anything that isn't true All the colours all the sounds, tired of being lost and found Interruptions all time, lack of space but I don't mind Don't go, Watch the morning sun Spill on every one Changing into day. Stay here, Let the light show through Who you really are And what we might become