The sun was golden flame,
The air was sweet like honey;
The grass was soft we made
A pledge to keep on running.
The clouds were shied away,
The air was warm and damp;
You ripped my heart away.
A lonely blackbird singing,
As long as you are getting older,
Always look over your shoulder twice
The moon was silver light,
The air was sweet like honey.
We said our last goodbyes,
Now what are we becoming?
Outside the blackbirds sing,
But you keep down the blinds,
'Cause each time you kiss her lips
Now we are sober and cold
And there's no way to return,
We've got to let our bridges,
Got to let our bridges burn
(You played with my heart,
Always look over your shoulder twice.