Thinking of the early times Where we used to stay Where we used to lie Our journey took a million paths I knew you in a hundred ways Seen you in a thousand skies Cmon, can you see me We could go out again Cmon, can you see me We could go out again Standing by the underpass Soaking from the rain Too numb to know why Sleeping through the bluest days Caught up in so many ways Dreaming of your diamond eyes Cmon, can you see me We could go out again Cmon, can you see me We could go out again But did we ever think of why? Tender letters became cries If we stop to give a try Cmon, can you see me We could go out again Cmon, can you see me We could go out again