What's in the way? And What's nice about staying on the same pace? Want to, want to get on and stay on. What I Guess I'm just doing makes me feel good
Let me begin Feels good 'cause it's early Ease open my eyes And let light in Some ideas are brewing The radio abides With flying string Old ideas worth
is where the color should be What is the right way? Old glasses clinking and a New order's blinking and I - I should be floating but I'm weighted by
I'm on a highway I take a mental picture of the place I want. Now it's living in me. On a highway thinking of the one who I left alone and hoping I
Blessing My name Her pain Hurtful Somehow I feel Hopeful. Listen, Like me New plan I swore Good friend I feel Shameful Then I must bleed
the point of fame (To be in the city) Why does a band make me Less settled in Rounding up my friends, We might not feel so bad (To be in the city) Once
where that color should be what is the right way? old glasses clinking and a new order's blinking and I - I should be floating but I'm weighted by thinking
: What's in your way? What's nice about staying on the same things, What you, what you, get on and stay on? Well I guess, I'm just doing, what makes
: Blessing My name Her pain Hurtful Somehow I feel Hopeful Listen, Like me New plan I swore Good friend I feel Shameful Then I must bleed
: On a highway I took a mental picture Of a place that I knew Now it's living in me On a highway Thinking of the one who I left alone and hoping I don
Blessing My name Her pain Hurtful Somehow I feel Hopeful Listen, Like me New plan I swore Good friend I feel Shameful Then I must bleed
On a highway I took a mental picture Of a place that I knew Now it's living in me On a highway Thinking of the one who I left alone and hoping I don
s where that color should be what is the right way? old glasses clinking and a new order's blinking and I - I should be floating but I'm weighted by
What's in your way? What's nice about staying on the same things, What you, what you, get on and stay on? Well I guess, I'm just doing, what makes me
