I Try To Remember What It's Like To Dream With My Own Eyes (with My Own Eyes).
Because I Keep Forgetting What Is Right;
Can't Tell Truth From Lies (sunset From Rise)...
If I Could Learn To Act Patiently
Then I Would See That My View Of Time Is Selfishly Based Around Me...
I Should Run Away, But I Can't;
Chasing Dreams That Are Slowing Down For Me.
I Should Turn Around, But I Can't.
It's Within My Reach; Runaway...
With Rising Valleys And Sinking Peaks,
Nothing In Between (that I Can See).
It Seems My Pride Is On Repeat;
Oh How They Need Me (it's Not Me They Need).