Oh what a day it is My god how bright Hold it close like it might escape our touch Oh we are children girl Our fears so bright So loud that they almost block the sun Like gods We're lying through our teeth again With all those dreams That just aren't making sense Oh we are rumor-bound We're gone before we're ever found We're gone before we have a chance to breathe Chorus x2 Oh what a day it is My god how bright Hold it close like it might escape our touch...