Staring into the sun too long, It seems a blind return to just turn away. All my friends have grown up in spite of me, It's so hard to bend and not break free.
Another day in a life of days, I've be found, reaching in is the hardest part for me. With an end never seeming to conclude, You can't fix a fact that still remains.
Steal a glimpse at a face, defaced and read, All those lines that make up a life. How far, can you push too far? It's so hard to lean on one knee.
You'd steal my shadow from the sun.
Making sense of a time denied, you know, I never planned to understand. All the grass has grown up in spite of me. I can't cross my arms and turn away.