Paper Chains کے بول

And if the rain is really falling as thick as it looks Leave the paper chains inside And let the breeze blow circles in the hallway light And leave the rain for your body and the windows inside Yeah, it's a real cold feeling in the air tonight I catch my breath in the doorway of your cardboard room It's like the Sun has gone and set a couple hours too soon Now I can barely see the flicker that was burning in you And it goes on, and on, and on, and on, on, and on, and on You've got your full name written with your neatest hand You've got your hair pulled back in a makeshift bow Behind the brave-faced buildings all across the coast There is a land coloured grey in the constant cold It goes on, and on, and on, and on, on, and on, and on It goes on, and on, and on, and on, on, and on, and on It goes on, and on, and on, and on, on, and on, and on It goes on, and on, and on, and on