In your head
Out of your mind
You think too much
Just take your time
Even in your arms I feel
That cold dead heart/soul empty thing
I know I won't find what I need
To fix it all outside of me
I know…
We won't wither/waste away
We'll whistle, walk outside
Enjoy the day
Walk to where the moon pulls out the tide
Help pull the answers from inside
We walk outside