The Whole Time

Take us back to cold December Bold prophecies, half remembered You were cursed to never be alone I was sentenced to forever roam And I'm looking for an answer but it's been there the whole time Take us back to his strong arms Knowing laughter, devilish charm Take us back to fading Sundays I was always thinking "escape." And I'm looking for an answer but it's been there the whole time Like that wild horse running through the field Who could only get as far as the fence would ever yield I heard you're striking with the workers for a fair wage I'm with some stranger and I ain't got nothing to say I don't want it to end this way I don't want it to be too late When the nurse comes and pulls up the sheet I hope you'll sign all the papers and then lay awhile with me I'm looking for an answer but it's been there the whole time