What Wild Things Were

I still remember the turn of the leaves
And the first signs of blossom on our cherry trees
And I still hear rivers from old memories
I still stare at starlight, but only in dreams

'Cause we broke
The home that we had
And there's no
There's no going back

To when things were alive
And blue could describe
The color the sky was before it burned
When we still woke up to the sound of the birds
And we didn't have to wonder what wild things were

I'm scared of forgetting how things used to be
Like the days we could lay down on grass that was green
And I miss how the winter once painted these streets
And the sound that the snow made under my feet

'Cause we broke
The home that we had
And there's no
There's no going back

To when things were alive
And blue could describe
The color the sky was before it burned
When we still woke up to the sound of the birds
And we didn't have to wonder what wild things were
When we still woke up to the sound of the birds
And we didn't have to wonder what wild things were

Well, if I have a daughter
How will I ever tell her
The ghost that came before her
Just broke the home that she has?
And there's no, there's no going back

So when things were alive
And blue could describe
The color the sky was before it burned
I should never wake up to the sound of the birds
And she's always gonna wonder what wild things were
And she'll never wake up to the sound of the birds
As she's always gonna wonder what wild things were

She's always gonna wonder
She's never gonna know
She's always gonna wonder
She's never gonna know
What wild things were
What wild things were
What wild things, wild things were