When i find out all the reasons maybe i'll find another way, find another day with all the changing seasons of my life maybe i'll get it right next time. And now that you've been broken down, got your head out of the clouds you're back down on the ground, you don't talk so loud, n' you don't walk so proud any more, and what for.
Well i jumped into the river too many times to make it home. I'm out here on my own, an drifting all alone. If it doesn't show give it time to read between the lines 'cause i see the storm getting closer and the waves they get so high.