Paperchase

They ask are you happy here
So young their love
Industrial parked and so
Destin by their own design
Do you want a valentine
A valentine

I saw you and meant to
To try rerange your world and mine
To black and white

They ask are you happy here
Seventeen, i was seventeen
Cant believe it took this long

Music makes me think of you
Centuries dare been dead for you
It startled you

Theres a panic in this time
Just to carve out who we are
All the progress and ill lose
I am native here i am the news here