Jan 26, 2004 23:11
I could feel at the time
there was no way of knowing
fallen leaves in the night
who can say where they're blowing?
as free as the wind
and hopefully learning
why the Sea on the Tide
has no way of turning...
More than this...
there is nothing
more than this...
tell me one thing
more than this...
there is nothing
It was fun for a while
there was no way of knowing
like a dream in the night
who can say where we're going?
no care in the world
maybe I'm learning
why the Sea on the Tide
has no way of turning...
More than this...
there is nothing
more than this...
tell me one thing
more than this...