Testo Blindfolded

Wooden, and plastic swords
tree forts and pretend wars
time has flown since those days

dancing, walking in the rain
no people calling you names
you could have it all, your way
but we can't take back
what we never had
our make believe,
making sense of things

and since we're both blindfolded now,
mistaking the sky for the ground
and as we fall from the strength of our feet
we split our backs on the cold concrete
and since we're both blindfolded now,
mistaking the sky for the ground
and as we fall defying gravity
we split our backs on the cold concrete

but we can't take back, back what we never had, what we never had
our make believe,
making sense of things...

but we can't take back, back
what we never had, what we never had
our make believe,
making sense of things...

and since we're both blindfolded now,
mistaking the sky for the ground
and as we fall from the strength of our feet
we split our backs on the cold concrete
and since we're both blindfolded now,
mistaking the sky for the ground
and as we fall defying gravity
we split our backs on the cold concrete

and since we're both blindfolded now,
mistaking the sky for the ground
and as we fall from the strength of our feet
we split our backs on the cold concrete
and since we're both blindfolded now,
mistaking the sky for the ground
and as we fall defying gravity
we split our backs on the cold concrete

time has flown since those days,
when we could have it all our way.