Running down the central reservation
In last night´s red dress,
I can still smell you on my fingers
And taste you on my breath

Stepping through brilliant shades,
All the color you bring,
This time, this time, this time,
Is whatever I want it to mean.

If this is where memories are made,
I´m gonna like what I see,
And everything that I ever took for granted,
I´m gonna let it be.

Stepping through brilliant shades
All the color you bring,
This time, this time, this time,
Is whatever I want it to mean.

And everything is sacred here
And nothing is as sacred as I
Want it to be

When it´s real
Make it real
Compared to what

It´s like living in the middle of the ocean,
With no future, no past,
And everything that´s good about now,
I don´t wish for it to last

Stepping through brilliant shades,
All the colors you bring,
This time, this time, this time,
Is whatever I want it to mean

And everything and nothing is
As sacred as we want it to be
When it´s real
Make it real

Compared to what

And everything is sacred here,
And nothing is as sacred as I want it to be,
When it´s really all compared to what.