Waiting for some thin' to break.. Left my heart out to bake.. Nothing there in my glass.. Wasn't air meant to last.. . Hope in my past.. Hope in my past..
She takes me on a rocking stroll,. If you won't wave guess I won't know.. As by I roll I hope you'll throw a smile at me.. 'cause this here pram is all I've known..
That pencil smell,. reminds me of school.. The clock on the wall. I can no longer fool.. . Time to get in my car.. Been so dull, tired and tight.. Time to trust these old tires..