B. Payne, S. Murphy, F. Tackett, and P. Barrere



there's a place where the heart lives

in a country all its own

where love and redemption

a distant mirage

delirious whispers

tell of no concerns



a voiceless terriroty

a stretch of endless frontiers

marking time with the stone

collected from the mountains

connect us for the moment

so simple and pure



fallin'... fallin' through the worlds

shufflin' slow motion

to an old car radio, under porcelain stars

the future is waitin', the night time fadin'

we were fallin' through the worlds



your heart glides to me

in a red velvet surrender

we were dancin', seems like forever

hold the world at bay

caught a glimpse of a sunrise

lookin' at the edge of time



fallin'... fallin' through the worlds

movin' in shadows to the shisper of a dance

under porcelain stars a whirlwind rages

these wind scattered pages are all that's left of our last chance

never for a moment had I given up hope



fallin'... fallin' through the worlds

shufflin' slow motion

to an old car radio, under porcelain stars

the future is waitin', the night time fadin'

we were fallin' through the worlds



I was waitin' for you, not a sould around

I felt my luck run out

that's when our time gave out

a picture of sadness

a picture of never the same

never the same

never the same

never the same