作曲：Stuart Crichton/Jamie McDell

It seems the rains come down again

A waiting room you're laying in

So the walls start giving in

And you can't change anything

I call you like out you disappear

I come around you're never here

Left your t shirt on the floor

Left your conscience needing more

Your friends get taller rooms get smaller

It seems it's all a game you're playing

And waves start crashing lights star flashing

Something happened it all comes to an end

And they tell you makes you stronger

But the road keeps getting longer

You never stop running till the end

And I just wanna make it better

I'll do anything to remember

And then you forget it all again

It's not a joke it's not pretend

The path you walk it never ends

And we all start losing you

'Cause we just can't find the truth

You stuck in what you could have

Become it's like a race you've never won

And it's just a little faith

That could make it all okay

Your friends get taller rooms get smaller

Seems it's all a game you're playing

And waves start crashing lights star flashing

Something happens it all comes to an end

And they tell you makes you stronger

But the road keeps getting longer

You never stop running till the end

And I just wanna make it better

I'll do anything to remember

And then you forget it all again

Now you've gone six miles in a rental car

And you've crashed down at a

Local bar with a black book

Filled with all the names you lost

And on your left hand there's a written word

With the small sign of a different girl

And the sun sets on the

Place you could have gone

I'm not giving up and I never said I was

I'm not letting go not leaving you all alone

And they tell you it makes you stronger

But the road keeps getting longer

You never stop running till the end

And I just wanna make it better

I'll do anything to remember

And then you forget it all again

Now you've gone six miles in a rental car

And you crashed down at a

Local bar with a black book

Filled with all the names you lost

And on your left hand there's a written word

With the small sign of a different girl

And the sun sets on the

Place you could have gone

Now you've gone six miles in a rental car

And you crashed down at a

Local bar with a black book

Filled with all the names you lost

And on your left hand there's a written word

With the small sign of a different girl

And the sun sets on the

Place you could have gone