You can ask me what I want, And I can tell you, but I can’t tell you why. I got a feeling that if I tried, I would fail to give a reason that is worthwhile.
This is all I think about. The consequence we’ll figure out. I can’t seem to scratch this itch, We’ll do it when we cross that bridge.
Fighting demons without light, There’s a feeing that I’m dreaming every night. When you’re happy in the dark, Then it’s time to work your way back to the start.