Album: other songs

Remake Me

Verse I: I cross the street to find my dream
But it had gotten so tired
And as I file past these alleyways and buildings
I see all the faces they all look straight ahead
I turn the corner for some shelter
And the ground begins to quiver
I hold the past in this fist
I will go if you beckon me on.
And through broken glass I see a hand
It's reaching, telling me to hurry
I hear a voice inside... God, it sounds like mine

Chorus: Don't remake me...
Turning the clock I find
you are not at fault for what you did.
Don't remake me...
sometimes its hard,
well, you are not at fault for what you did.

Verse II: I'm gonna pretend I'm flying because I can't,
can't see the ground from this window
When I get down, you and me, we're gonna kick our feet
Kick our feet through a sea of fears.
You pulled on my arm on my legs
Tried to talk you always answered me with that wild old stare.

Chorus: Don't remake me...
Turning the clock I find
you are not at fault for what you did
Don't remake me...
Sometimes its hard,
well, you are not at fault for what you did.