I think I've fought this for too long
And I'm just trying to move one get back to the way things ought to be
Disaster struck one afternoon in a moment so inopportune
Let me step back and try again
And this could be the best we've ever seen
Or this could be the end
I think this feeling is too strong
Sometimes disaster's not all wrong
And I'm starting to believe
That sometime back long long ago someone else walked these streets I know
And I'm just finding what they left
And this could be the best we've ever seen
Or this could be the end
And I want to be everything but me
So why not just pretend?
