things seem so different though not much has changed at all self deconstruction and now i find that i am tearing down my walls always so cynical, careful cautious, and distrustful but now i see the world through rose colored glasses and everything is beautiful my head is spinning in the clouds and i'm walking on air if i couldn't change a single thing i wouldn't really care do dreams ever come true or is this just another point of view? it's beautiful and new it seems too good to be true i'm afraid that things will change and then these feelings will slip away then my rose colored world would turn to many shades of gray and i'd wonder if i'd ever feel the same again one day if i do, will it be too good to be true?
things seem so different though not much has changed at all self deconstruction and now i find that i am tearing down my walls always so cynical, careful cautious, and distrustful but now i see the world through rose colored glasses and everything is beautiful [Chorus] my head is spinning in the clouds and i'm walking on air if i couldn't change a single thing i wouldn't really care do dreams ever come true or is this just another point of view? it's beautiful and new it seems too good to be true i'm afraid that things will change and then these feelings will slip away then my rose colored world would turn to many shades of gray and i'd wonder if i'd ever feel the same again one day if i do, will it be too good to be true? [Chorus]