Can we see through all...
the smoke that we caused when we thought we were making love?
Life, the life we had.
Can what we once had keep us as we move forth?
Each step ahead, takes us from our home.
But is it our home?
Was it ever our home?
If we walk from all we know...
Is that giving up?
Is that giving up?
If the blue and the green fades behind me...
Then that's giving up,
We're not giving up.
So are we holding on?
We can take all we threw away,
And give it new life, and build
A place to rest.
We will give back life to love that we put to bed.
Each step we take, leads us to our home.
Leads us to a home, leads us to our home.
We will walk with all we know...
We're not giving up,
We're not giving up.
If the blue and the green fades behind me,
Then that's giving up,
We're not giving up,
So we're holding on.
