As long as I can remeber
I never had a plan.
and so, as I get old,
I feel myself, growing cold.
so what, if it takes too long
'til i find a place I belong.
I try to find a door,
that holds this place
I’m searching for.
Do I have enough? Just enough, to get my by before I waste it all?
Do i have enough? Just enough, to get my by before I waste it all?
My friends, my one, my all,
it seems our time has come and gone.
goodbye to all I know,
the seasons change, the curtains close.
So, what if this chance is gone,
and time slips by and I was wrong?
I’ll try to find the door
that holds this place I’m searching for.
Do I have enough? Just enough, to get my by before I waste it all?
Do i have enough? Just enough, to get my by before I waste it all?
Woah, woah, woah, woah!
Woah, woah, woah, woah!
Woah, if you could see through my eyes,
you’d see my world.
The way that I am, the way I survived.
Woah, always falling behind
the structures and rules, of what I should do are leaving me blind.
Woah, woah, woah, woah
woah, woah, woah, woah