Pushing our way through all the young smokers We'll open the window for air Feeling the time as I read between lines Fallow them all back to here And the tale's getting taller as I'm listening And it grows over your head now I can't see a thing Yesterdays voices are now getting louder They only crowd up my head Speaking so quickly with too many questions I try not to listen Hiding on rooftops from the mess that's downstairs And we're stumbling from corners, trying hard to fall again When the sun goes down I am with you When the sun comes up I am there When the sun goes down I am with you All of this seems too late All of this seems too late And the tale's getting taller as I'm listening And it grows over your head now I can't see a thing When the sun goes down I am with you When the sun comes up I am there When the sun goes down I am with you All of this seems too late All of this seems too late When the sun goes down I am with you When the sun comes up I am there When the sun goes down I am with you All of this seems too late All of this seems too late