What if us I couldn't see, hoping it was me? Now I feel so capable, wanting to be free. Never fall from holiness, painting in the stars. What if we could turn around, like birds in the rain? What if us I couldn't see, hoping it was me? Now I feel so capable, wanting to be free. Never fall from holiness, painting in the stars. What if we could turn around, like birds in the rain? What if us I couldn't see, hoping it was me? Now I feel so capable, wanting to be free.