Polaroid – The Pale White

We need something beautiful to save us all
If there is a God give me a miracle
If I take a picture will it last forever?

Take me back to the making of
I can’t keep track of the faults we’ve had
Waking up is sensational but I don’t expect that
It’s too much to ask

Daydreaming of Y when it’s X marks the spot
Where’s cloud number 9 that I’ve heard so much about
A blast from the past like a scream to the pillow
The Polaroid is bleached out by the window

Take me back to the making of
I can’t keep track of the faults we’ve had
Waking up is sensational but I don’t expect that
It’s too much to ask

It’s not the first but it’s the last time
Could you excuse this wrecking ball of mine?
I’m just a little protective
Of all the things that I had to invest in…

Take me back to the making of
I can’t keep track of the faults we’ve had
Waking up is sensational but I don’t expect that
It’s too much to ask

Won’t you take me back
Won’t you take me back