- cifra
Could you be wrong about the night
While dreaming of the day
I stopped to take in what was mine
So terrified by nothing
Waving my hand out into the road
Making your plans, oh I never know
Could you be wrong about the light
While trying to make your way
I hold your hand and you hold mine
So terrified by nothing
Waving my hand out in to the road
Making your plans oh I never know
Oh so terrified I've felt it all before
I already know
I'm running for my life I've let it in so long
It's taking its toll
Holding on to time oh everything must go
I already know
All with sacrifice I let them move on
Slow time
Oh there you go
