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Your heart is a city

Youre eyes are a fixture

The mind tells a story

With ten thousand pictures

We stumble upon it

Fell through the ceiling tiles

We drew up a landscape

We climbed down a ladder

Carved out a memory

To follow the pattern

And now on a clear glass wall

I can see my faith

You know it´s never too late

Oh, if you´re hearing this

I must have made it through

Oh, when the clouds are burned

Open up my window

I see the sky´s still blue

A vision is a portrait

A palate of colors

We swim in an ocean

With blindfolded lovers

And now that i´ve found my side

Oh, i finally realize that it was there the whole time

Oh, if you´re hearing this

I must have made it through

Oh, when the clouds are burned

Open up my window

I see the sky´s still blue

I see the sky´s still blue

Oh,if you hearing this

I must have made it through'

Oh, when the clouds are burned

Open up my window

I see the sky´s still blue

Oh, if you´re hearing this

I must have made it through

Oh, if you´re hearing this

I see the sky´s still blue