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Autumn blew its leaves at me |
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Threatenin' winter as I walked |
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Summer always goes so quick |
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Barely stopping like my thoughts |
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Which dip and spin and change so fast |
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I have to wonder, oh, will I last, yeah |
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Through the windows of the train |
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I caught reflections of a paper cup |
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Hanging small in a pale blue sky |
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Never knowing which way's up |
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Above the clouds, what's to be found |
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I have to wonder, will I be around, yeah |
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As my anger shouts at my own self doubt |
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So a sadness creeps into my dreams |
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When you're scared of living but afraid to die |
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I get scared of giving |
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And I must find the faith to beat it, yeah |
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Must be me that's rushing by |
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Time just lingers on the wind |
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Bristlin' through my open fears |
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I wonder what it's going to bring |
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Above the clouds, what's to be found |
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I have to wonder, oh, will I be around, whoa |
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Run and hide, run and hide |
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I catch the sail at evenin' tide |
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Run and hide, run and hide |
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I catch the sail at evenin' tide |
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Run and hide, run and hide |
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I catch the sail at evenin' tide |