I do it all for a smile
I hope to come around
But I'm probably just gonna wait
And sort things out
If it's too hard to come home
I'll just end up being alone
I guess it's just a matter of time running out
Oohh
It's always part of the same coincidence
That puts you on a boat
Next minute you're flying away
Too high to pull down
Where's my mind
Now floating around
And I wonder if I'll ever get a grip
On anything
Anyway
Ohhh
