We never were the chosen ones
We never had the golden thrones
We never knew we were lost
But we were lost
We had the world when we were young
We had the tears behind our tongues
We held love with hearts too soft
With hearts too soft
But soon the setting sun
Will bring us home
We’ll spend the night as one
And we’ll belong
On our own
Feels like home
On our own
Feels like home
On our own
But soon the setting sun
Will bring us home
We’ll spend the night as one
And we’ll belong
On our own
