Letras
Hey. Who put the wind in your sails?
Who could be responsible for filling your head with fictional pride?
Everyone here's doing alright
Nobody minds your aging out
Would you be inclined to take some time off?
Cause that would be convenient for all of us
Honestly some helpful critique can be nice
But the more you preach the less they'll all take your advice
Hey. Who put the wind in your sails?
Who could be responsible for filling your head with fictional pride?
Everyone here's doing alright
Nobody minds your aging out
All things aside please take this time off
Maybe not forever, though forever seems enough
You tell me, what do you need to feel fulfilled
If the slate was clean would you take the time to rebuild
Again?
I know you felt the wait of our eyes
And you tried everything you could to be nice
We were waiting on your heart to ignite
Cause it was just a matter of time
It was a matter of time
No one's waiting on you