This feeling always gets away Wishing I could hold on ...

 In this California king bed
We're ten thousand miles apart

 Saw all of the saints, Lock up the gates
I could not enter

 I'm gonna swing from the chandelier
I'm gonna live like tomorrow doesn't exist

 I know you know that I made those mistakes maybe once or twice

 Girl, I hope you’re sure, what you’re looking for,
As I’m not good at making promises

 I just wanna love you
I just wanna hold you close

 It's been a long day, Without you my friend
And I'll tell you all about it, When I see you again

 Times that I've seen you lose your way
You're not in control and you won't be told

 Wszędzie wiszą lustra
Wokół twoich słów.

 My spirit's sleeping some where cold
Until you find it there and lead it back home