There's a million different things

Going round

Through my head

Theres all these things I know

And I feel

That it's right

-

To pick a moment where I feel best

To explore it all

Againnn

To have it circle from east to west

Let it rise and fall

Into my head

-

Would it kill me not to think

With my heart

In the past

With all these things I know

And I feel

It's not right

-

I can't decide on what I possessed

That I didn't when it left

It cannot travel if I relapse

Like a shooting star

Out of my head