Текст песни
You and I will get our own place
Wash away the dark of old days
Find our way through doorways brand new
The ceiling's high, the floors are new
With natural light in every room
We'll keep it nice, not like we used to
Gone are those days we have waited so long to be free
Now and then I think of old age
Studying the lines in your face
Think I'd like to see them grow deep
The work is hard the days are long
Sold the drum set for a song
Found a place to dance on the weekends
Here are these days we have waited so long to see
We don't need more freedom
No we don't need more
What we need are lines we can trust to be drawn
To be drawn
You and I will get our own place
Take one baby step to old age
Spend our autumn days in the sun
The seeds, the spoils, the boys and girl
The branches grow the leaves uncurl
Watch them all float slowly down now
Found are these days we shall waste not one moment of peace
Gone are those days we have waited so long
Not to be free, no
But to be limitless
Weightless
Infinite within the walls of you
And me
You and I will get our own place
Wash away the dark of old days