The Foreboding Sense Of Impending Happiness

By your heartsrings I am hanging from a dream
Gently swinging in the warm Autumn breeze

Come look at the scars, smother a heart
Opening up
Look at the scars, smother a heart
Opening up
No more

Tip toein' along a strand of your hair
Suspended between these thoughts and actions
Miles above reality

Come look at the scars, smother a heart
Opening up
Look at the scars smother a heart
Opening up

Come look at the scars, smother a heart
Opening up
Look at the scars smother a heart
Opening up

Look at the scars smother a heart
Opening up
Look at the scars smother a heart
Opening up

Opening up...

Look at the scars
You open me up, opening up

Smother a heart
Opening up
Opening up

Look at the scars
You open me up, opening up

Look at the scars smother a heart
Opening up
Look at the scars smother a heart
Opening up
Look at the scars smother a heart
Opening up

Por tus mas profundos sentimientos estoy colgando de un sueño
Suavemente nadando en la calida brisa de otoño

Ven a mirar las cicatrices,
sacia un corazon
abrelo
mira las cicatrices, sacia un corazon
abrelo
mira las cicatrices, sacia un corazon
abrelo
no mas

Sigilosamente a lo largo de una hebra de tu cabello
suspendida entre estos
pensamientos y acciones
millas por encima de la realidad

Ven mira las cicatrices
sacia un corazon
abrelo
mira las cicatrices sacia un corazon
abrelo

Ven mira las cicatrices
sacia un corazon
abrelo
mira las cicatrices sacia un corazon
abrelo

Ven mira las cicatrices
sacia un corazon
abrelo
mira las cicatrices sacia un corazon
abrelo

abrelo...

mira las cicatrices
abreme, abrelo

sacia un corazon
abrelo
abrelo

mira las cicatrices
abreme, abrelo

mira las cicatrices sacia un corazon
abrelo
mira las cicatrices sacia un corazon
abrelo
mira las cicatrices sacia un corazon
abrelo
mira la cicatrices sacia un corazon
abrelo