I'm just another story of heartache gone wrong
Cuz love came and chased the sad songs away
It's such a funny feeling this twist in the plot
Light pouring in through every slot
Should I take this slow?
They say great oaks from little acorns grow
And now I know
My broken home, all it needed was a cornerstone
I don't need cynics or mystics to tell me what's real
Your beating heart is all that I feel
And life can be stranger than fiction with the spin of a wheel
Now everything's ours to borrow or steal
Should I take this slow?
They say great oaks from little acorns grow
But now I know
That my broken home oh, all it needed was a cornerstone
All it needed was a cornerstone
All it needed was a cornerstone