Back and fourth is where you'll be There's a line in the sand that you don't see From the top of this building that's too far to fall How will you go when I give it all for you
You've got to trust that I know where I'm going I've given family, friends and home At the thought of a dream It's starting to become a question Of blind belief in the things unseen
We are, we are nothing more than broken statues We are, we are simply trying to find ourselves We've, we've got miles to go, but I'm not coming home No, I'm not coming home
This noise is rattling around my head And every time I turn around I see another one of your many faces Nineteen was so bittersweet, but you see I'm nothing but a fool For trying to fix what isn't broken One day late but a month too soon for two years To be the story of my life
We are, we are nothing more than broken statues We are, we are simply trying to find ourselves We've, we've got miles to go, but I'm not coming home No, I'm not coming home
We are, we are nothing more than broken statues We are, we are simply trying to find We've got miles to go, but I'm not coming home No, I'm not coming homeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
