I hate today Roaming off confusion through these same old streets again I fill my lungs pumping undiscovered pain into this heart of stone I walked for miles and miles parading like the damned Had our connection run it's course? And walking out on me as temping as it is will never be easier Than this moment No loss for words An anger rising cancer in this wellspring of the tongue In vacant lots I beg forgiveness And stumble feet on broken pavement I walked for miles and miles parading like the damned
Had our connection run it's course? And walking out on me as temping as it is will never be easier Easier than this moment January moves Through you, through you January is gone so soon But you've made it You made your move You made your mind up didn't you I walked for miles and miles parading like the damned Had our connection run it's course? And walking out on me as temping as it is will never be easier Than this moment No.. Don't let go of this moment