Call off the Bells - The Early November

Something in the way I say your name

Sends blood rushing to my face

Exiting my legs, I have colder feet

When they’re flooded, my eyes won’t see

That you’ve grown from the fairytale

And need a little more

You say, «Call off all of the wedding bells

I needed a little time»

Whatever, I mean well

What’s holding me?

If it’s the bottom, I’m rooted in

You take me by the hand and ball my feet

You say you’ll never get rid of me

Till you’ve grown from the fairytale

And just need a little more

You say, «Call off all of the wedding bells

I needed a little time»

Once upon a time

Once upon a time

Once upon a time

We were meant to be

Once upon a time

Once upon a time

Once upon a time

We were meant to be

Once upon a time

Once upon a time

Once upon a time

We were meant to be, oh

Once upon a time

Once upon a time

We were meant to be

Once upon a time

We were meant to be

Once upon a time

Once upon a time

Once upon a time