Drowned in the sound of the rain, in circles we will roam The next time I'm going to say- Just let me go home Rise to shine through the day, at night I'll be your sleeping pill The tide washes away- all the space you fill left me empty
I don't mind; less to carry, more to find Don't turn around, don't look behind
Tapping you on your shoulder, he'll ask you about himself You turn around to answer- A quarter past twelve And now we know how to live longer now, we've learned to burn fire faster Just so we'll have more time to sit around and worry about what does not matter And left you empty; it's alright, less to bury, more to find
Don't turn around, don't look behind
Don't turn around, don't look behind
Don't turn around, don't look behind
Don't turn around, don't look behind
Don't turn around, don't look behind
Don't turn around, don't look behind