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]