Found the time to tell myself That I don't like this
time that I've found If I stop too long then it may
be for good Has it been so long and is this wrong?
When I look on back at the mice that ran,
or how I used to sing (I'd like to say hello) I was
young, so forgive my words that hurt My best songs
they hate me know, no they don't,
I'm just growing up (I'm paraniod) We used to drive
all night To go nowhere and back and then we'd just
drive on (leaving behind) And though,
I know those days, will never go away From this place
to get away Well I never asked too much,
or did I? I'll guess we'll never know Well I turned
you round in circles, sent you spinning off to bed
_ Will you let me do that again?