[by:TyrandeWhisperwind]
This town is colder now
I think it's sick of us
It's time to make our move
I'm shakin off the rust
I've got my heart set
on anywhere but here
I'm staring down myself
Counting up the years
Steady hands, just take the wheel
And every glance is killing me
Time to make one last appeal
For the life I lead
Stop and stare
I think I'm moving but I go nowhere
Yeah I know that everyone gets scared
But I've become what I can't be
Oh~
They're tryin to come back
All my senses push
Un-tie the weight bags
Sometimes now I never thought I could
Steady feet, don't fail me now
I'll run till you can't walk
Something pulls my focus out
And I'm standing down
Stop and stare
You start to wonder why you're here not there
And you'd give anything to get what's fair
But fair ain't what you really need
Oh~you don't need Oh~
What u need What u need What u need~