Woke up to some bad news today For a while my eyes stayed closed, didn't want to face what I had to face. Sometimes the truth can cut you just like the cold. And I feel cold. I feel old.
But it could be so good, If I only could, Walk you home tonight, Walk you tonight.
Somtimes I feel there's no difference, between living and dreaming. Today for some reason I feel like there is. Sun is shining, leaves are falling down. Nobody seems to care, that you're not there, you're not there.
But it could be so good, If I only could, Walk you home tonight, Walk you tonight.
Feel like I know what crying is, Oh I know what dying is. Feel I know what crying is, Oh I know what dying is.