I never believed in superstition, or the thought of love at first sight,
the way I see it, everything takes time, to really solve what's right.
And if you don't see it then you can't be real, no matter the look in your eye,
people come and people go, there are some that no one knows died.

It's like a star in the sky, falling fast, so fast,
we all look back and take a look at the past.
And it's a cold, cold day... in the shadows.

Autumn leaves are beginning to dry, we take a walk in the park,
blacklights and neon lights, as we make small talk in the dark.
Crunching the ground with our boots and shoes, feeling the cold chill,
God makes a list of the people, who are swooping in for the kill.

It's like an angel in waiting, falling fast, so fast,
we all look back and take a look at the past.
And it's a warm, warm day... in the faces.

Slowly we take a look, at the things we have done,
we banish the sins, and adopt the fun.
We have no regret, we're pathetic and weak,
and slowly all the ignorance hits its peak.

It's like a devil in disguise, falling fast, so fast,
we all look back and take a look at the past.
And it's a hot, hot day... in love.