DESCRIPTION:
Brooklyn, NY
Director: Christopher Henze

Tonight I think I counted seven words
Spoke between us and they all
They all just kinda hung there in the air
On this side of your wall

And I can't escape the fact
That I wish that you'd come back
So I tell myself you will
Yes I tell myself you will

Cause I'm chained like an outlaw
To the things I want the most
Slave to the rainbows end
Prisoner of hope
Prisoner of hope

You locked all the windows and the doors
Into your soul and hid the key
I've been trying to find a way to break inside
A way to make you smile at me

But I can't escape the fact
That I believe that you'll come back
Cause I know there's something left
Yes I know there's something left

And I'm chained like an outlaw
To the things I want the most
Slave to the rainbows end
Prisoner of hope
Prisoner of hope

I can't escape the fact
That I believe that you'll come back
So I tell myself you will
Yes I tell myself you will

Cause I'm chained like an outlaw
To the things I want the most
Slave to the rainbows end
Prisoner of hope
Prisoner of hope