3 acessos
Same old time each year
Same old conversation
Same old things we share
And all the same frustration
And if we never change
Tell me what's the wait?
I want to run from this
I want to believe it
But you're not worth repeating
I want to see everything under the sun
I could be much more
Things could be much brighter
I could see it all
Seeing all the colors
And if you're in the way
Tell me what's the wait
I want to run from this
I want to believe it
But you're not worth repeating
I want to see everything under the sun