Parachute (Mixed) - Paul Kalkbrenner

Neon, Vacant Boardwalk, Pavement Summer's finally giving up Salt air, Sunset Chasing something Driving, Wondering Where she's gone Headlights on As I'm speeding down the road I never turned Tell myself If I'm fast enough I'll finally get to her Jennie, come back You're the one I needed I still, feel you, in my arms And now, I know better There's no going back at all I was sleeping and I've finally woken up Dark sunglasses Bleach blonde, tan skin I still see it, the way she smiled On beach days she'd swim I didn't know it but I was blinded by her light Her waved had crashed And passed me by Jennie, come back You're the one I needed I still, feel you, in my arms And now I know better There's no going back at all I was sleeping and I've finally woken up Love is the ocean You either jump in or you don't She was the current You're either with her or your not And I'll never catch up Because I waited too long Time is a straight line And life always goes on Jennie, come back You're the one I needed I still, feel you, in my arms And now I know better There's no going back at all I was sleeping and I've finally woken up Jennie come back You're the one I needed I still feel you in my arms And now I know better There's no going back at all I was sleeping and I've finally woken up Jennie come back You're the one I needed I still feel you in my arms And now I know better There's no going back at all I was sleeping and I've finally woken up Jennie come back You're the one I needed

We'll be facing the sun Waiting for these things to come We're smiling high Watching the good things passing by Pretend to feeling fine But inside we're crying sometimes It ain't what it seems Nothing but a dream And the faces get void And the lines get to thin And the roads become uneven So we don't know where we been And those who doubt us Will soon believe We are never supposed to win Or even to achieve We'll be facing the sun Waiting for these things to come We're smiling high Watching the good things passing by Pretend to feeling fine But inside we're crying sometimes It ain't what it seems Nothing but a dream And the faces get void And the lines get to thin And the roads become uneven So we don't know where we been And those who doubt us Will soon believe We are never supposed to win Or even to achieve