Testo Class Of '99

Hope is like a photograph
We fold up the corners of the pages that still make enough hold
Onto everything that keeps you young
So what if the rain comes? Let it
Wash off the waves of the old worry, just forget it
Come cope, if there's any more dreams to come

Don't, don't be scared If you're scared let it bring you home
Let it take you there
From the get-go

You're afraid to let go of it
I've seen that on pictures
Used to fold it in your pocket called love
If there's always one train to come
So where did I find it if it's morning?
Did I dress so far from your calling?
You're so big telling with the warning
Then what's to hope?
I hear your voice but now I'm falling

We are not alone We are not alone
We are not alone
From the get-go