You say you’re coming back 
 You say you’re back on track 
 You’ve grown your own wings 
 while mine gotten thin
 
 Things have been pretty grey 
 I still haven’t broken the waves 
 In every way every day feels the same
 
 You recruit your finest suit 
 But you’re shaking in your boots 
 Once in a while 
 Happy just isn’t your style
 
 Things have been pretty grey 
 I still haven’t broken the waves 
 In every way every day feels the same 
 In every way every day feels the same 
 In every way every day feels the same