� � I'll take these shoes, get me out of this god forsaken town. I have to choose, whether I stay or leave right now. � � I'll return, but the sparks will collide, and they'll guide your way back home. � � Sparks will collide and guide our way. The question bores. Out of this, what have we learned? � � A story told, a story that's getting way too old. � � Return, but the sparks will collide, and they'll guide your way back home. � � Sparks will collide and guide our way. Guide your way back home. � � Now I see you crumbling down. I know that this is love, but this is not the way I wanted it to end. � � But the sparks will collide, and they'll guide your way back home. � � Sparks will collide and guide our way. Guide your way back home. �
