Power On Ringtones

I thought I might be better dead, but I was wrong I thought everything could fade, but I was wrong I thought I'd never found my place, but I was wrong Where I least wanted to look, it came along I thought sex was at my pace, but I was wrong I thought it mattered more I'd say it, but I was wrong I thought you were second place to every song I thought you'd overstayed your welcome I was wrong, power on, power on Have you ever coexisted (power on) So easily? Let's go home and talk shit about everyone Let's go home, finally Will the waters ever still That's what I want And with every inhalation, I'm further up 'Til I can only see the outline of the storm From space, I can see that I was wrong Power on, power on Power on Power on Power on I thought I'd always have my way to come along I thought the table'd still be laid But you were strong (you were strong) I thought that I could hide my face, but I was wrong And where I least want you to look You carry on, carry on I thought sex was at my pace, but I was wrong I thought it mattered more I'd say it, but I was wrong I thought you were second place to every song I thought you'd overstayed your welcome I was wrong, power on, power on Have you ever coexisted (power on) So easily? (Power on) Let's go home and talk shit about everyone (power on) Let's go home, finally Drop the pen on the mood that you're in Drop the pen on the mood that you're in Drop the pen on the mood that you're in Drop the pen on the mood that you're in If it feels like a home Power on, power on If it feels like a home Power on, power on, power on If it feels like a home Power on, power on, power on Power, power on Power on, power on, power on If it feels like a home Power on

Dreams on the run Silence is showing Patterns drafted long ago Help me cut what I know Two be the truth One be the knowing When to cut the other loose When the wind stops Blowing down gentle kiss Forever I could miss it If we share one long scar How could we miss the best part All this life we have fled Now we have nowhere left Dreams on the run Silence is growing Patterns drafted long ago Help me cut what I know