flickers - live at the troubadour

I draw a line 'til the
Line starts going off course
In black and white, I can't see the color
I don't know what it's moving towards
But I try to believe it's true
Is it better to have loved and lost?

You grow up,  paint a picture of your life
Like a fixture in your mind
And it tricks ya, once or twice
Or three times and I know it's not right
And I know it's not fair
Sometimes you fall in love
Sometimes it's not there it flickers

I follow light 'til my eyes
Can't see it no more
And in the dark, I tape stars to my ceiling
Just waiting for something to spark
But I can't confidently say
It's better to have loved and lost

You grow up, paint a picture of your life
Like a fixture in your mind
And it tricks ya, once or twice
Or three times and I know it's not right
And I know it's not fair
Sometimes you fall in love
Sometimes it's not there it flickers

Magic gets lost in the mundane
Magic gets lost on a Sunday
Magic gets lost in the
Magic gets lost in the mundane
Magic gets lost on a Sunday
Magic gets lost in the
Magic gets lost in the mundane
Magic gets lost on a Sunday
Magic gets lost in the
Magic gets lost in the mundane
Magic gets lost on a Sunday
Magic gets lost in
Magic gets lost in the world we live in
Magic gets lost in the world we live in