Maybe it's not over yet Somewhere inside him there must be some new dream Awaiting to topple the rest when he finds himself feeling alive yet alone Maybe
This can't be home anymore This can't be home anymore If you think I have not been missing The way she breathes You are mistaken my friend, I've fallen
Watching the days burning out like a cigarette Just a few drags to go You built me up and you broke me down Somehow Everything just seemed so clear to
All that I need to hear from you Something of value but something untrue All that I wished that I'd find within you See how what she wanted and she needed
Where is your inspiration? You lost it, oh so long ago So much for innovation I saw this coming long before You had no motivation Your hopes are high
So I'm left wondering There is so much left I wish that I could say to you Silence I keep, for fear of breaking myself down And maybe getting through,
Warm October nights You came and cuddled next to me, baby, yeah, yeah, yeah Our noses brushed so close I wished it was our souls drifting off to sleep
Get up, face this day Find some way to make the mean kids pay Playing it safe, it's your morals at stake You're a young man who's willing to wage war
Trembling, hold me now I'm torn between silence and violent expression Tired of believing everyone wants to care And cherish someone I'm so scared Of
We're the ones that'll rule the world That's how it will be! yea that's us! we're the kids The damn kids of USA Yeah Kids Our time is alive still you
Oversettelse: Yellowcard. Kids.
: Trembling, hold me now I'm torn between silence and violent expression tired of believing everyone wants to care and cherish someone I'm so scared
: This can't be home anymore if you think i have not been missing the way she breathes you are mistaken my friend I've falling down So put your mouth
: Get up face this day Find some way to make the mean kids pay Playing it safe, it's your morals at stake You're a young man who's willing to wage war
: Warm October nights You came and cuddled next to me Our noses brushed so close I wished it was our souls Drifting off to sleep I could hear the little
: When I look into your eyes, I can see Such a sad man in disguise Waiting, wishing, dreaming, drifting from me [Dreaming, wishing, waiting, drifting
: Where is your inspiration, you lost it, oh so long ago so much for innovation, I saw this coming long before You had no motivation, your hopes are
: Christmas break of ninety eight just flipped me upside down One coast out to the other following the sound Headed west to get the best of what we all
