Tell me about the times
When we used to take the sky
Hope never let us down
And we never touched the ground
If you walk the streets tonight
All you'll find is fire and ice
While the sky was burning red
You kicked the blanket from the bed
Ever believe that we’d always have a chance, and never touch the ground?
Holding the flame...
Once there was a time
When we rode on the air
But ego took us down
And we never leave the ground
And if you breath the air tonight
You might still hear the fastest flight
The heights we reached, so few will know
All our plans we held so close
Did you believe that we’d always have the chance? We’d never hit the ground?
Holding the flame...