this

we stare at broken clocks

the hands don't turn anymore

the day turns into night



if only sorrow could build a staircase,
or tears could show the way,
we would climb our way to heaven,
and bring him home again

we would do anything to bring him back to you,
we would do anything to end what you're going through,
if only sorrow could build a staircase,
or tears could show the way,
i would climb my way to heaven,
and bring him home again,
i would do anything to bring him back to you,
because if you got him back,
i would get back the friend that i once knew.