One Republic

I tried to paint you a picture, the colors were all wrong. Black and white didn't fit you. And all along, you were shaded with patience. You're strokes of everything. I need just to make it. And I believe that I could tear you apart, but it won't break anything that you are. We'll say our goodbyes, you know it's better that way. We won't break, we won't die, it's just a moment of change. All we are, all we are, is everything that's right. +OneRepublic