歌词
I was standing at the side of the room
Watching sillhouettes dance on the moon
Painting cigarettes the color of the death
While I'm trying hard to catch my breath
Sleeping in but never sleeping enough
Ain't it true we always had it rough?
No one ever said that it'd be easy
But somehow you make it so
Watch me drifting into thickening fog
Adolescence warning me that it's gone
I'm a metaphor that somehow breathes
You're a question mark that I can't read
But I will answer you eventually
And when I do I promise you'll be fine
When I do I promise you'll be fine
When I do I promise you'll be fine
You'll be fine