Don ' t look back on Sundays

As it means full on the snow

You might be heart of it

The season's over flow

Just to the elope on Cali in a cup

Another sad pole

How can we ever know

Turning West for hours

But the shadows fake the day

Young weak and shattered

The flowers from their grave

Just to the elope on Cali in a cup

Another sad pole

How can we ever know

As we move passed weakness

And that's all we can forgive

We remember those days

From the pillow on our heads

Just to the elope on Cali in a cup

Another sad pole

How can we ever know

Just to the elope on Cali in a cup

Another sad pole

How can we ever know