quietly, here comes the morning
it's funny 'cause i don't remember the night
are fragments of an unknown world
i jump on in and start driving
we all have this loneliness in our lives
breathing all that fate has waiting
you fall asleep with your clothes on
and wake up with the same regret you know
“things could have been more different”
a thought you've had once or more
every feeling isn't all that matters
ahead
we all have this loneliness our lives
breathing all that fate has waiting
there's no stopping this feeling
i've gotta see what more there can be