Zadar

Staring outside at the clay-tiled roofs roll, down to the tides that could stop your dreams

Hey your life has had some ugly times where pride froze you up to be

Awe inspired with yourself or never tired of the face you're waking up with

I'm not sure what to do sometimes, I don't know what to think of myself somedays

But yet you feel so obliged, to keep me out of my own way

Saying it's not a crime to say that you're important to me

It's all inside, that certain sparkle

That sees those tides as god's own dream

Hey your life has brought you over

Lies that play and pawn off good advice to be