When you get up and go
When you are not thinking straight
And you need somewhere to be
And you look up to the sky
With a question burning inside
Who can put it out?
Separating
What you fear
From what you see
Half on the bargaining
Waited for it like a song to end
Not one to turn it off
Everything is in the past when
You have made up your mind
Going to the door, I need to
Have it open
From the inside
