Thrown away The sketch of yesterday The outlines shine through the cover Like cruel reality But I'm fine Been there a dozen times Just need another clover Hope's the last to die And so I wait I've seen a thousand falling stars Following every rainbow to where it starts And every penny I had that could help to dispel Lies at the ground of a wishing well Painter Draw yourself a stranger And every single line Leads to the one that you design Until yourself is covered I can't hide – I thought we're different now I know I was blind The day will come I see your face in the mirror And realize we're one of a kind I cannot escape My future's my fate