Sunday morning I was waking up to clouds filling my sky And the decisions I've been putting off for too long, I'd let them lie Weighing heavy on my shoulders, couldn't find a way through It was always all about me, thought it was about you Now there's one tree less on my horizon And one less breath that I will breathe A brighter window on what might be coming A wind of change blowing over me, over me Blowing over me, over me, yeah So the words are disappearing, I keep swallowing them whole Scared of what the future might bring if I grow old And it does me no good here kneeling on the floor For my own protection I hid behind the door Now there's one tree less on my horizon And one less breath that I will breathe A brighter window on what might be coming A wind of change is blowing over me, over me Blowing over me, over me Blowing over me, over me One tree less on my horizon And one less breath that I will breathe A brighter window on what might be coming A wind of change is blowing over me, over me Blowing over me, over me