i never wanna feel this way again ya
but I never wanna come to you again ya I came to you singing softly but I never wanna come to you again ya
cause in the halls where we walked I hear an echo off the ceiling there is nothing here that's stopping me oh when you take that step you build another I can understand oh when that evening calls there's broken bottles when I picture myself laughing and having fun
there is a yard right back between the old homes with a vine on a hanging swing you can find me there, crawling in the leaves that's to be expected it's nothing much turning in circles waiting for your touch