That original feeling never went away. That's why I'm standing here today. Whoa oh, Whoa oh. So many up and downs. And nothing has changed. That's why you know I'm here to stay.
All the things that I've collected, stones and shells. Every word in every book upon my shelves. Only form a brief description of myself. But they don't define who I am.
How am I supposed to wait. When the nights, last forever?. When am I supposed to stop missing you. When I know ill never?. Times moving slowly, I'm standing still.