Rolling Down
All the little tears are rolling down
But they won't make a river or a frown
Life's a string of goodbye's and hello's
But when it's hanging in mid air where can it go
When we turn around who'll be walking
When we turn around who'll be running
You closed the clasp that finished a chain
And put the ring around my neck again
It's not a sign an answer or a promise
It's just hanging there being honest
When we turn around who'll be walking
When we turn around who'll be running
When we turn around who'll be walking
When we turn around who'll be running