was there a lifetime waiting for us in a world where i was yours, paper plane and porcelain smell of rain through the window pane and the sight of you oh you were a good dream, i was scared to lose you then but secrets turn into regrets burried feelings grow oh you were a good dream, was there a lifetime waiting for us in a world where i was yours was it the wrong time what if we tried giving in a little more to the warmth we had before