Waiting into the night
For the news to break
Going out of my mind
Staying up too late
Facing up to my life
And the things I create
Wanting all the surprise
Of the early days
Making up all my time
Leaving it to fate
These are all of the lines
That I must erase
For the news to break
Going out of my mind
Staying up too late
Facing up to my life
And the things I create
Wanting all the surprise
Of the early days
Making up all my time
Leaving it to fate
These are all of the lines
That I must erase