We were just flakey kids
Grew two tall towers
We built this bridge
From the dirt that life
Threw at us
We harvested flowers
From the mess we were
Who we are
The dents, the marks, the lines, all these scars.
These Bands of gold
They Will re-mould
When we dictate to life where we go
These bonds of love
Overthrow
When we dictate to life where we grow
Who you are
I want more
Than when I wanted who I thought
You were before
Who you'll be
I cannot see
But I'm on this journey to the end
If you're still wantin me
These Bands of gold
They Will re-mould
When we dictate to life where we go
These bonds of love
Overthrow
When we dictate to life where we grow
These Bands of gold
They Will re-mould
When we dictate to life where we go
These bonds of love
Overthrow
When we dictate to life where we go
My Love
My Love
These Bands of gold
They Will re-mould
When we dictate to life where we go
These bonds of love
Overthrow
When we dictate to life where we grow
These Bands of gold
They Will re-mould
These bonds of love
Overthrow
These Bands of gold
They Will re-mould
These bonds of love
Overthrow
Oooo