Oooooh
Oooooh
Hey there, where are you going?
Still running from the past
And I hope you find tomorrow
Not some whiskey poured in glass
And now you trying just to realize
That there is something in the end
And it is hard for you to read these lines
And finding self content ooh
So where you gonna go now?
As the night seems to end
And I hope you find tomorrow
Not some whiskey in your hand hmm
Now you are trying to be the one you know you'll never be
Something I believe is deep there beneath
Walking in this road now
I'm trying to realize
Something I've been hiding
Don't know where
I'll be there defining
I'll be there defining
These long lost meanings ooh
Something I believe in ooh
So where you gonna go now?
As the night seems to end
And I hope you find tomorrow
Not some whiskey in your hand hmm
