How will this pan out?
Search and wish, so loud
Keep a candle burning
To each his own should learn
Before I turn in envy, I learn through sorrow
I turn in envy and go, to the wall
See how the colors run,
And feel your Sunday rest
Give me a name, bring it in, some change is for the best
I may not win the race
I may not reach the top
Or I may not live your way;
It doesn't mean I'm stuck here
We may not fit the mold
Kind of going off well,
The medicine inside takes a stronger hold
As we turn in envy, I learn through sorrow
I turn in envy and go, to the wall
Before I burn with envy, I learn through sorrow
I burn with envy and go, to the wall
To the wall
To the wall
To the wall
To the wall
To the wall
To the wall
To the wall
If turn in envy, I learn through sorrow
I turn in envy and go, to the wall