Growing and changing
Away from your path
Changing and aging
Just holding you back
Building grey castles
And painting blue skies
Breathing and living
In each blink
Of your eyes
I can live in this
Silent world
I can live
I can learn to grow old
Here in the mist
Of your traveling soul
This awful meaning
Of feelings growing old
Away from your path
Changing and aging
Just holding you back
Building grey castles
And painting blue skies
Breathing and living
In each blink
Of your eyes
I can live in this
Silent world
I can live
I can learn to grow old
Here in the mist
Of your traveling soul
This awful meaning
Of feelings growing old