Album: Giant StepsBarney (... and me)
Now it¡¯s getting colder
my hands chilled to the bone
I watch you breath and trace
it¡¯s steps as it mingles with my
own. The lake is almost frozen
the grass is silver air
the wind is high in the blue sky
I wish that I could care.
I recall when we were younger
we shared the streets of home
spoke of our dreams and soaring
schemes and places we would
go, if I stay much longer
I¡¯ll never leave again, I have to
move I cannot stay, believe the
voice that tells me leave it all
behind me, I know that I know
that I am wrong, I¡¯ll never leave
now it has been so long
and now I¡¯m getting older, I still
can¡¯t find the words to empathise
with what¡¯s inside, express the way
I feel and now I¡¯m getting older
It¡¯s easier to hide, to run away
day after day betray the voice that tells me leave it all behind me, I
know that I know that I am wrong, I¡¯ll
never leave now it has been so long