How does the world look through your lens?
Dirty window
A sky that's headed for your head
Streets like mirrors
I believe that everyone is able to love
I believe that it can be undone
I believe that everyone is able to love
Pull down the sun
Burn down your house
Everything is fine now
Everybody out
I believe that everyone is able to love
I believe that it can be undone
I believe that everyone is able to love
It's your birthday, look up
