|
Oh my god listen to yourself man |
|
Ain't working like you had planned |
|
Not the same that your on your own now |
|
With no direction, plus your old town |
|
Just somehow feel |
|
Theres so much you hide |
|
So much that i need to find |
|
It's in your face when you're by the window |
|
Don't believe her, kid you're a dreamer |
|
Come so far from where we begin |
|
Comin at ya, whatcha feelin |
|
Lead the air, find these hands tied |
|
Now your somebody, without the end |
|
Oh memory, a long ricker at sea |
|
Lead the air, find theres hands tied |
|
Now your somebody without the end |
|
Oh memory, a long ricker at sea |
|
Now your somebody without the end |
|
Oh memory, a long ricker at sea |
