and I think it might be true
There's a hole in the roof
where the moon is pouring through
There's a line in the dirt
And a chance for salvation
that we've said or we've done
But there comes a time, baby,
when you gotta cut and run
we were trying to ease the pain
We were waiting for the snow
There's something in the water,
there's something in the wind
We toasted all our victories,
and we laughed about our sins
And it's not about the future,
and it's not about the past
An d it's not about the flames,
and it's not about the ashes
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
And the light in your eyes
And we don't need to waste
another minute of our time
Cause what's yours is yours, baby
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
