Pushing onlys
WoodsIt feels close - it feels so close,
But the time just slips away.
I'm pushing onlys to waste the years away, oh ooh!
In tattered clothes - in these same tattered clothes
That I pushed through yesterday!
Ooh oh!
Crystal sky in the torn of the night, ooh oh!
Too much room with the blink of the eye, ooh oh...
To let go watch them feed from the light, ooh oh...
What brings past home back from the sky!
I'm looking only to start another day,
It feels right - it feels so right,
But the time just slips away!
I'm pushing onlys to waste the years away, oh ooh!
In tattered clothes - in these same tattered clothes
That I pushed passed yesterday!
Ooh oh!
Crystal sky in the torn of the night, oh ooh!
Too much room with the blink of the eye, ooh oh...
To let go watch them feed from the light, ooh oh...
What brings past home back from the sky!