Under the Table

These old streets are tired like I am from battles we never could win I need something new to discover a view that takes my breath away let me be gone, gone, gone for a minute let me be gone, gone, gone for a day Under the table and behind the door that's where I keep hiding with my hands covering both of my eyes I won't let the world in I sneak out the backdoor and run from it all and things they're just like before sneak out the backdoor and run from it all and things they're just like before There's too many choices and questions I don't think there's enough time I need a new inspiration To help me finish this kind Let me be gone, gone, gone for a minute Let me be gone, gone, gone for a day Under the table and behind the door that's where I keep hiding with my hands covering both of my eyes I won't let the world in I sneak out the backdoor and run from it all things they are just like before I sneak out the backdoor and run from it all and things they are just like before things they are just like before things they are just like before Under the table and behind the door that's where I keep hiding with my hands covering both of my eyes I won't let the world in I sneak out the backdoor and run from it all and things they are just like before I sneak out the backdoor and run from it all things they are just like before things they are just like before