Letras
I miss the feeling of living day to day
Oh, it's all about the people you met
Isn't it?
No, I won't say it another way
But the leaves you've left out
Have wilted away
To bear the thoughts of a time we'd lost
In the crowded cost of living
Reels us back to dreaming
The crumbling structure of our damaged arts
Through the crowded cost of living
Reels us back to dreaming