I find it hard to find the simple way,. When the simple way,. Is an ocean. . I find it hard to justify these days,. When all our days,. Are a token. .
Waiting for, what am I waiting for,. There's something more, there's something more,. Than what you said, I think about what you said,. Forever more, forever more.
And time stands still, oh no,. A bitter pill, we know,. And never fill, this hole. . And yeah, we'll breath again, with you. In the end. . And yeah, we'll breath again, with you.