Sleeping at Last Follow

Oh, our futures were written with crayons in coloring books
It was misspelled and outside the lines and we loved how it looked
Like the crooked hem of your favorite childhood dress
And the holes in my jeans from years of carelessness

I know since we've grown, we ache for those memories
Honestly, nothings even compared to you,
Next to me, next to me

When the words came to you for the first time, you knew you were hooked
And the pride that you felt at the last page of your first book
And the bravery I forced when I sang to audience of three
Well, it took a million wrong notes just to find a single melody and key

I know since we've grown we plea for clarity
Honestly, nothing's ever made sense til you were
Next to me, next to me

If time is money, the I'll spend it all for you
I will buy you flowers with the minutes we outgrew
I'll turn hours into gardens, planted just for us to take
I'll be reckless with my days, building castles in your name

Since we've grown, we long for concrete things
Honestly, nothing's felt so sure than when you were
Next to me, next to me

So lets cut down the red tape and gather up the pieces of our youth
Cause there's nothing in this world we can't fix with some scissors and glue.