I would plead, back in the car I would listen
To the sound of the engine sing

There were wonderful moments
When I thought I was free
You should turn and go back home
I would walk through the tall grass
There were wonderful moments
Sitting alone at the table
What do you want from me?
He never speaks so I have to ask him
An old song can still make you think of him
Do you really want to take on this heart of stone?
How it used to be
Let the [Incomprehensible] pull at me sometimes
What do you want from me?

No matter how old you are

There were times when I could not breathe

When I thought I was free

I see your ghost in the corner