We believed the skies were reachable,
We believed the nights were blues
We used to believe in miracles,
Like the one that happened between us.
The night we saw at the street,
Walking fast under the rain,
Close to your home we met
That old man who used to say,
Youth is life, life is love,
Don't be afraid to give away,
A heart to someone who has tried,
To earn a chance to love you more.
Playing the guitar we sang that song,
An old song we used to play,
About a guy who met a girl,
About a girl who met love,
About a love that grew inside,
Of a silenced heart that couldn't yell
To the world its feelings where unknown,
Just as y