Reach out my hand
For the shade on the window, I'm lying in bed
There's a house just next door
Covered in tears for the grey skies that pass overhead
But in this dark room I'm a prisoner of bed sheets to
Know them in blue
Drag your feet, to the floor, with nothing to loose
Just keep asking for more
It's been ten long years, of hopes and long roads, when
The dreams meet your fears
Now the soul have acquainted, frequently mean, I'll go
Fresh, she'd it up over afternoon tear, oh my god
It's hard to believe you're still here
Stubborn and hard and so deaf from the ears
To the sound of the drums
Marches and answers till this heart comes undone
Oh and I, I can't look back
Past is a puzzle, these pieces I'll act
With no room for work out
To look for the pieces I can't live without
Oh I know, days are all numbers
Like trade at a crossing that passes me by
In each car, something I'll aprehend when lovers are
Vacant and long for the ride
There's no need to feel sorry for me, these beatings are
Means to a lonely disease
Drag your feet to the floor, trust become easy when you
Choose it before
It's hard to believe you're still here
Stubborn and hard and so deaf from the ears
To the sound of the drums
Marches and answers till this heart comes undone
Oh and I, I can't look back
Past is a puzzle, these pieces I'll act
With no room for work out
To look for the pieces I can't live without
