*coming back
what if i thought there was love in a world thats cold and
unfriendly to a mind like this and
so caustic and painful to be
open to life dont you see
always thought that id never understand and
never thought that id be holding you up and
so compassions got a way of understanding
seems its always got a way to save me
feel alive but i
im running with it
holding on
its the same sweet loving again
its coming back to me
its like im changing again
its coming back to me
its the same sweet loving again
take a bow cause its never what you wanted it to be
never ever wonder if its what you should see
didnt ever stop what you wanted to play
didnt ever lose what you wanted to say
tried to make sense but you dropped the ball
if you listen everybody wants to play that song
taking my time when im not supposed to
catching my breath when i know i should say
im falling
