A censored write up on love in yesterday`s paper
Left me feeling lonely
As rotten paper falls from my notebook
I had to bring myself to pick up my jaw
You can`t stop daybreak, daybreak
Well In the back of my mind she sits
With her arms around his chest
If I had four hands
I could hold you like you wanted
And I`d give you my soul
To see that it`s been sold
That it`s been sold
That it`s been sold
That it`s been sold
You can`t stop daybreak
With your voice inside
Scribbled on an empty sidewalk through his life
Flipping page by page
Looking up so far down
You can`t stop daybreak, daybreak
Disappointed
From her looks of despair
From this