Well it's right before our eyes, but still the grass is always greener on the chase. It's been twenty something years, but still there's noting really happening in this town. And no matter where I go, the kids say they want to move right from this place. Don't like where they're going, what they're doing, they're just waiting around. And you say you gotta move, you better think it through. All around the whole wide world there's faces, different places, that we run to like we're running a race. Traveling around the whole wide world, won't mean anything if I can't sit in peace in one place. We're chinging places, always moving to escape our life's pain. In every city, different places, different faces keeps life new all the time. And I know I won't be happy just moving around. It's all the same 'cause everywhere you go, you'll discover that you're chased by your mind. We don't like standing around, standing in one place. All that we can do, we'd better think it through.
