Somebody said | |
"Hey, slow down. Wait for me. | |
Why wait for me at all?" | |
Then I said, "There's a person willingly will leave. | |
We'll follow him too far." | |
While we're marching in a circle | |
There's a fire in your eyes | |
Fire is come to burn the truth, burns all | |
While we wait around to die | |
Hold me closer, break your trembling | |
Never thought I'd see you cry | |
Now I steal a kiss young ladies | |
And prepare to watch them fly |