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I learned to ask myself for nothing |
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I learned to ask everyone else for too much |
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And if all of my life is just the falling of leaves, |
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Everyone else has always something more to need from me. |
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You learn to ask yourself for nothing |
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And through that dreadful haze, you could see the same in me |
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And if all of our lives are just the falling of leaves, |
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Maybe we should all ask something more to need, from each other. |
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Should I get down on my knees and pray? |
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But I don't. But I don't. |
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I'd get down, and then another takes its place |
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And I wouldn't know if I could ever feel the same. |
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And I'm holding out for another one, to bring shelter for the day |
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But I wouldn't know if I could ever feel the same |
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And I'm holding out for another one, to bring shelter for the day |
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And I wouldn't know if I could feel this way again. |
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In a minute of stillness I reflect and I take a little moment for what's next |
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In a minute of stillness I reflect and I take a little moment for what's next |
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In a minute of stillness I reflect and I take a little moment for what's next |
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In a minute of stillness I reflect and I take a little moment for what's next |
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In a minute of stillness I reflect and I take a little moment for what's next |
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In a minute of stillness I reflect and I take a little moment for what's next |
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In a minute of stillness I reflect and I take a little moment for what's next |
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In a minute of stillness I reflect and I take a little |
