all of my fellas makin time for a dream on the side
they're lonely
and the things that we own are not our own, besides
every girl that growed up dancin in the streets of a soul
with a smile thats beautiful (thats all of them)
hesitation waltz is giving us class
still we try to hold back until we know what the music will be
in our symphony
i would like to get better, but that might mean to forget
dont take it away
you dont undestand- state of affairs i dont want it to change
all i have left is the pain
