A
change of speed, a change of style
A change of scene, with no
regrets
A chance to watch, admire the distance
Still
occupied, though you forget
Different colors, different
shades
Over each mistakes were made
I took the
blame
Directionless, so plain to see
A loaded gun won't set
you free
So you say
We'll
share a drink and step outside
An angry voice and one who
cried
We'll give you everything and more
The strain's too
much, can't take much more
Oh,
I've walked on water, run through fire
Can't seem to feel it
anymore
It
was me, waiting for me
Hoping for something more
Me, seeing
me this time
Hoping for something else
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