The Days That Are to Come
Baby, I've been taking photos down
And I can't find a better place to replace my time
We've been running around laying down in foreign sand
Overlooking the city with a bottle of rum in our hands
Lately, I've been writing my thoughts down again
Like how it feels to watch the days inside the photos grow so old
But the one of you with the flowers tucked behind your ear
It makes me think of the days that are to come
Baby, the moon no longer screams at me
And I love the way we spend our time
Now
Well, I can dream again, yeah, I'm home now
Soon I'll be sleeping where the snow falls down
And I gotta find a way to light that fire in my heart to keep me warm
Oh, with feelings unknown
Oh, I'm scared as shit too
But my best friend put it in the hands of the man upstairs
Now he screams in the air, "Oh-oh-oh"
From high ridge to stones, oh, from Houston to Venice
I'm ready for the days that are to come
Baby, the moon no longer screams at me
And I love the way we spend our time
Now
I can dream again, I'm home now
Mm
Oh (the moon no longer)
Sing that (sing) song for me (for me)
Whoa, mm
Girl, I've been runnin' 'round, runnin', runnin' 'round while
Singing to the sky and the stars
Soon I'll be drowning out, drowning, drowning out my sorrows
Oh-ooh
Baby, I love the way (love the way)
It's all I need
Whoo-ooh
And I sing
Baby, the moon no longer screams at me
I love the way we, we spend our time
No-no-no-no-no-no, ooh, ooh
Oh-oh, oh-oh
When I'm home
And I can't find a better place to replace my time
We've been running around laying down in foreign sand
Overlooking the city with a bottle of rum in our hands
Lately, I've been writing my thoughts down again
Like how it feels to watch the days inside the photos grow so old
But the one of you with the flowers tucked behind your ear
It makes me think of the days that are to come
Baby, the moon no longer screams at me
And I love the way we spend our time
Now
Well, I can dream again, yeah, I'm home now
Soon I'll be sleeping where the snow falls down
And I gotta find a way to light that fire in my heart to keep me warm
Oh, with feelings unknown
Oh, I'm scared as shit too
But my best friend put it in the hands of the man upstairs
Now he screams in the air, "Oh-oh-oh"
From high ridge to stones, oh, from Houston to Venice
I'm ready for the days that are to come
Baby, the moon no longer screams at me
And I love the way we spend our time
Now
I can dream again, I'm home now
Mm
Oh (the moon no longer)
Sing that (sing) song for me (for me)
Whoa, mm
Girl, I've been runnin' 'round, runnin', runnin' 'round while
Singing to the sky and the stars
Soon I'll be drowning out, drowning, drowning out my sorrows
Oh-ooh
Baby, I love the way (love the way)
It's all I need
Whoo-ooh
And I sing
Baby, the moon no longer screams at me
I love the way we, we spend our time
No-no-no-no-no-no, ooh, ooh
Oh-oh, oh-oh
When I'm home
Credits
Writer(s): John Charles Vincent
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