Now they're swerving when I give And now it's turning away from my impression at all It's choleric months in baritone But waiting for the tide out Right in they're calling me Words at hiding are revoked But waiting for this I'll blend in the covering When it's tried, embarrass A late song in the late leaf Things will come anywhere Inside of me Outside of you Waiting closer to there I'd swear that goes with our dreams What's wrong with me Another side of you In every type a value But now it's turning away from my impression at all there was a time when running I went swimming And you pulled me to come back Long weeks hiding melody And now it's starting awake at my impression at all The clock strikes hope And time to bring But now it's turning into a beast like you I don't need them Light the way there Inside of me Outside of you Going closer to there And swear that you've seen better things Wipe the slate What am I to sing? Many clothes to borrow To quell that song