Из альбома: Their Dreams Are Dead, But Ours is the Golden Ghost!
The arguments seem endless
And you're wondering when I'm staying home
Well home is where the heat is,
And my heart is every highway, every city,
Every street corner that I have yet to see
We'll never be what you want us to be
We'll never leave all this behind
We'll never be what you want us to be,
And it's alright
My best friend, he wrote,
"We are more than final etchings on a headstone.
We are more than this song could ever say"
So let's follow our hearts!
Yeah lets follow our hearts!
Yeah let's follow our hearts and make something of ourselves
Let's follow out heart...
And it will be alright.
Please let go
Don't hold on so tight.
One day you'll see that it's alright to believe in yourself,
That you can be anything