Silver light

Late summer night

Painted purple

Storms from the right

Words that hurtle

Lips curl to fight

Eyes are startled

Blood from the bite

Seems to sparkle

Now is the time

It's too late to fly

Hurting just to hurt

No silver light to brighten

Clouds in our sight

Now is the time

It's too late to fly

I must try to stop this downpour and clear the skies

I just wanna make you

Say boy

Say girl

You got it all

Believe me

Want it all

Want it so bad

What makes you think

You can have it all

Say boy

Say girl

You got it all

Believe me

I just wanna, I just wanna make you

I just wanna, I just wanna make you

Say boy

Say girl

You got it all

Believe me

Want it all

Want it so bad

What makes you think

You can have it all

I just wanna, I just wanna make you

I just wanna, I just wanna make you

Say boy