Orange Vanilla Sky, All the things implied, Seem to go away. All the things said, We dragged, bled in dread All seem to go away. If it made any sence For you and your absence. I want to fly away. From everything here, All i've learned is fear, Is this all for me? And if i fall away, Remeber me each day And i'll be let free. Over Orange Vanilla Sky I'll fly and wave good-bye, I'll be let free.