You see these red wine lips?
I didn't dream up this
Out on suburban curbs
I'm always restless first
But when the truth is told
We're all dreamers, you know
I've always wanted more
Than I could ever hold

And I know it's a fine line
But I know that I've got time
Oh, how could a steeple made of ceiling wax
Ever need fall down?

Remember we had it all
Every belle and ball
But just like all ever
Oh, I wanted more
And, well, I sure got that
Yeah, I killed that cat
But I hope one fine day
I'll stop looking back

If I know it's a fine line
Oh, I know it's a high wire, yeah
Oh, how could a steeple made of innocence
Oh, golden arch, burning heart
Oh, steeple made of ceiling wax
Ever need fall down?

You see these red wine lips?
We didn't dream up this
Out on suburban curbs
I'm always restless first
But when the truth is told
We're all dreamers, you know
I've always wanted more
Than I could ever hold

And I know it's a fine line
Oh, I know it's a high wire
Oh, how could a steeple made of innocence
Oh, golden arch, burning heart
Oh, steeple made of ceiling wax
Ever need fall down?