Never Saw This Coming
Not In A Million Years
Without Reservations
We All Learn To Adhere

Not Looking For Trouble
Maybe We Look The Same
Once We Had Nothing
But Now We Have Everything

So As The Sun Slides Through Our Blinds
We Better Hide Our Eyes
Not Looking For Anything You Better Believe
We're Gonna Find
Gotta Keep It Coming Even If The Sky Isn't Clear
Without Reservations
Not Even In A Million Years

We Leave You Behind
Still We Better Progress
The Longer You Wait
The Further Away We Get
Sooner Or Later
And Against All Odds
For Lack Of Better Words
We Found A New Motivation

Maybe It's Luck
Maybe A Twist Of Fate
Somehow It's Hard To Believe
Now We Can't Relate
Now Even The Clouds Themselves
Can Drag Us Down,br> Still Stuck On This Emotion,
Still Stuck In The Same Old Town.