Speak of the years of growing weary..
I`ll sing this to the end
And watch the waves crash over me
Speak of the years of growing weary
I`ll sing this to the end
And watch the waves crash over me
I feel much too overcome
with enough time
To turn it all around
In a picture perfect scenery
I`ve become a stick figure illustration
My eyes roll back and focus, on what`s at hand
I cant still stand if you leave the hand to praise me
I`ll take this on my own
I`ll take this on my own
I`ll take this on Send " Returning Empty Handed" Ringtone to your Cell