Crediti
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yellow No. 5
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James McCannon
Songwriter
Testi
Ask yourself, is anything for sure,
why are we here and what do we know
Wondering if this day will ever let go,
Could end up far away from here, so it goes
Should we forget about our plans and just let go,
Maybe run for the hills and just lay low
I hear the weather's great in Texas, don't you know,
Or even further on down to Mexico
Should we cry, fight, fly, or light this house on fire tonight
Should we eliminate the need for the bright street lights
All those gorgeous neon signs
Sooner or later we'll need to bundle our fears and decide
Or we'll be finding ourselves with no place to hide
Wondering what it's like at 90 yrs old,
What motivates a man like that to go
Peace and quiet would do just fine,
Fighting his way back toward the front of the line
Does he believe he achieved his dreams,
After he's gone, then what do they mean
It's just a dream that's left unseen, to him,
it's no longer what it seemed
Should we cry, fight, fly, or light this house on fire tonight
Should we eliminate the need for the bright street lights
All those gorgeous neon signs
Sooner or later we'll need to bundle our fears and decide
Or we'll be finding ourselves with no place to hide
Should we cry, fight, fly, or light this house on fire tonight
Should we eliminate the need for the bright street lights
All those gorgeous neon signs
Sooner or later we'll need to bundle our fears and decide
Or we'll be finding ourselves with no place to hide
Written by: David Stropes, James McCannon

