If you leave would you take hold of this cancer
that's in me
I won't need it anymore - I think you know what I
mean
This tiny spot inside my heart that was meant to
house a star has grown cold
I've seen it happen a million times before - just
never to me
I guess some things are just the way they are
Carousels should run straight ahead and never
have to stop
Broken dreams should be the ones where you get to
wake up
I'm all for learning life's hard lessons but
enough is enough
I'm feeling old
i've seen it happen a million times before
I'll surely run around when my head is gone
I should've worn this crown of fools the first
time I said hello
And it's true that time can ease your mind but
head
and heart can travel different roads
so be careful. that you don't grow cold