B. Payne, S. Murphy, F. Tackett, and P. Barrere
there's a place where the heart lives
in a country all its own
where love and redemption
a distant mirage
delirious whispers
tell of no concerns
a voiceless terriroty
a stretch of endless frontiers
marking time with the stone
collected from the mountains
connect us for the moment
so simple and pure
fallin'... fallin' through the worlds
shufflin' slow motion
to an old car radio, under porcelain stars
the future is waitin', the night time fadin'
we were fallin' through the worlds
your heart glides to me
in a red velvet surrender
we were dancin', seems like forever
hold the world at bay
caught a glimpse of a sunrise
lookin' at the edge of time
fallin'... fallin' through the worlds
movin' in shadows to the shisper of a dance
under porcelain stars a whirlwind rages
these wind scattered pages are all that's left of our last chance
never for a moment had I given up hope
fallin'... fallin' through the worlds
shufflin' slow motion
to an old car radio, under porcelain stars
the future is waitin', the night time fadin'
we were fallin' through the worlds
I was waitin' for you, not a sould around
I felt my luck run out
that's when our time gave out
a picture of sadness
a picture of never the same
never the same
never the same
never the same