As I'm day-staring my way through life
I ask my auto-pilot step aside.
Like trying to coax a cloud down from the sky,
Come down here, make me alive.

Because a split second of a moment that halts time
Can be worth a whole lifetime of waiting.
For something more than that same mundane life narrative
Transcend this, please.

It's in a place where hearts collide,
And love is overwhelming
In a place where a breath of fresh air still refreshes my insides

Feel like I am more than the things that I occupy myself with
I am spending days starring, waiting for lightning strike

When your hand holds my hand
Let your warmth still fill me
Let you eyes and beautiful sights still inspire and thrill me
And if ever I'm drowned in stress and it seems that I've begun to forget
Remind me of the bright sky and the moment we first met

Felt like I am more than the things that I occupy myself with
I am spending days starring waiting for lightning

But I finally found something that is worth holding onto
Scratching and clawing so I don't lose my grip on you
But why, why are my arms so tired?
Is it from holding on for dear life?
I shouldn't be wasting time waiting for the pulse or something at all
Waiting for the pulse or something at all