1203 BLVD ft. Zachary Britt Lyrics

Your father's eyes

Cold heart in an ocean where nothing's answered

But I got my mother's sense of doubt

I tried my best, seems motionless

The deep blue holds its secrets to the death

You fought it hard and it made its mark

My friend, I know that you've got nothing left

I can't see quite clearly, how you just gave into

It's all getting harder with time

The way that you held me, and gently kept whispering

You'll be fine

You'll be fine

You'll be fine

With fists held high, into the cold dark night

I've got my mother's heart, and my father's fight

We'll take this sight away from home

We'll choose the life we want for our own

We'll trek through constellations

We'll take this sight away from home

We'll choose the life we want for our own

We'll trek through constellations

Hold on, we're coming back

Hold on, we're coming back home

Moving on, moving far