Silver light Late summer night Painted purple Storms from the right Words that hurtle Lips curl to fight Eyes are startled Blood from the bite Seems to sparkle Now is the time It's too late to fly Hurting just to hurt No silver light to brighten Clouds in our sight Now is the time It's too late to fly I must try to stop this downpour and clear the skies I just wanna make you Say boy Say girl You got it all Believe me Want it all Want it so bad What makes you think You can have it all Say boy Say girl You got it all Believe me I just wanna, I just wanna make you I just wanna, I just wanna make you Say boy Say girl You got it all Believe me Want it all Want it so bad What makes you think You can have it all I just wanna, I just wanna make you I just wanna, I just wanna make you Say boy