all of my fellas makin time for a dream on the side they're lonely and the things that we own are not our own, besides every girl that growed up dancin in the streets of a soul with a smile thats beautiful (thats all of them) hesitation waltz is giving us class still we try to hold back until we know what the music will be in our symphony i would like to get better, but that might mean to forget dont take it away you dont undestand- state of affairs i dont want it to change all i have left is the pain