Paroles de Yore Days

Life, your days Are never gonna let you stay Sunken into the same place It's not how you want to be. A day will come When all you want to do is run Press on your heart with your thumbs Leaving nothing in its place Look on the page Where everybody wrote their names All of the lines are the same Is that what you want to be? There's the space Where they've blackened out all the names Cut out the words that you said Leaving nothing in its place What are you thinking? You're not out of time. I keep forgetting How do you feel? Life, your days Are never gonna let you stay Sunken into the same place It's not how you want to be. A day will come When all you want to do is run Press on your heart with your thumbs Leaving nothing in its place What are you thinking? You're not out of time. I keep forgetting How do you feel?