Woke up rushed from the beginning

I was running late in my dreams

Never present, always in a state of motion

Kept on looking ahead at the next thing

It was never enough, no

No time for family and lovers and friends

And I can't recall, no

The reason for doing it all in the first place

Cuz I was going nowhere

I was going nowhere

What kind of light was I after?

Well this morning I was different

While the world was moving outside my door

Felt the soft cotton sheets graze my skin

And saw the sun casting light on the floor

And I took my time to,

Look at the moment before I got up

And I can't believe all,

The things that I see when I'm slowing it down

Cuz I was going nowhere

I was going nowhere

What kind of light was I after?

If I'm being honest with myself I'll admit there was never an end to the race

If I'm being honest with myself I never want to go back to that place

Cuz I was going nowhere

I was going nowhere

What kind of light was I after?

I was going nowhere (Never go back to that place)

I was going nowhere (I'll never go back to that place)

What kind of light was I after?