Here I am, just on my own, left everything so far behind.
And all I see, in front of me, is a future, a better kind.

I keep on walking, I keep on searching, keep searching for a way.
And all I have is hopes and dreams and whatever is left these days.

A better kind, so hard to find.
But the closer I get, the more I want to see
a better kind of you and me.

Wish I could, close my eyes and go back to the start.
And pick up all the shattered pieces of love and hate and broken hearts.

I keep on hoping, I keep on dreaming, draw a picture in my mind.
One day we'll see a coloured photograph, that shows us as a better kind.

A better kind, so hard to find.
But the closer I get, the more I want to see
a better kind of you and me.