Looking at the road that rises up ahead.
I thought I'd learned a thing or two,
but this is where it's all made new.
N' I, I gotta throw my hands up.
I can't go on if I can't stop.

*Refrão:
Look the leaves are dead.
The moments gone, there's no surrender.
Forever now unsaid, the words that might I've warmed december.
'Cause it's all inside your head, like fragments of a dream you remember.
So never mind, your clever mind, never mind me.

Staring at the ceiling from my bed
I thought I'd earned a chance or few
Thought I'd be paid in due
Time isn't made for waiting
Past isn't worth debating

*Refrão

Feeling like a fool again
Just need a new direction
A new beginning, a new beginning
I can't hold back and I can't hold on
It's all about gratification
See me running, see me running

*Refrão