Paroles de The Way

Far back, time ago I was standing all alone Freezed lips, sharp tips Shaking with the tightest grip Glazed eyes, on time Punch in when the clock is nine Hold you close, hope I'm right Lightning, strike me on this night Mad ways, sad days Over in a change of pace Ship sank, pullin' rank Float up to my thinkin' tank Knees on ground I would pray out loud Low boy, see that sky Lord, just let me fly I would fall asleep To my darkest dream All the truth I seek Calling out to me New speak, show and tell This will be my hardest sell Wise men always say Sadness wraps in golden plates High time, stop or roll Never sell that open soul Mind free, time me Up until you clear the noise Knees on ground I would pray out loud Low boy, see that sky Lord, just let me fly I would fall asleep To my darkest dream All the truth I seek Calling out to me Na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na (hey) Na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na (hey) Na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na (hey)