Running down a central reservation.

Last night's red dress

And I can still smell you on my fingers

And taste you on my breath.

Stepping through brilliant shades

Of the color you bring

But this time, this time, this time

Is whatever I want it to mean.



If this is where memories are made,

I'm gonna like what I see.

And everything I ever took for granted,

I'm gonna let it be.

I step through every shade

Of the color you bring

But this time, this time, this time

Is whatever I want it to mean.



And everything and nothing is

As sacred as we want it to be

When it's real. Make it real.,

Compared to what?

Ooh yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah

Ooh yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah



It's like living in the middle of the ocean

With no future, no past,

And everything that's good about now

Might just glide right past.

I'm stepping through brilliant shades

Of the color you bring.

But this time, ths time, this time

Is fine just as it is.



And everything is sacred here,

And nothing is as sacred as I want it to be,

When it's real.

Compared to what?

Ooh yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah

Ooh yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah.....

Ba da ba, ba da ba, ba da ba ba ba da ba, yeah yeah.