Remembering that Tuesday
When I ran too far
And I lost my way
So much left in mind
So much left behind
You'd never let me
You'd never let me
You'd never let me
You'd never let me
Oh, Oh, so sick of understanding
Oh, Oh, my voice will crumble waiting
There's nothing captivating me
I'd better go
I'd rather stay
Wow, so sick of understanding
Frozen from this winter
Sculpted into solid stone
Nothing hidden behind this door
Except my sore and marble bones
This heart is promising a better world
But can I go?
Or you keep searching?
This mind is promising a better world
But can I go?
Oh, Oh, so sick of understanding
Oh, Oh, my voice will crumble waiting
There's nothing captivating me
I'd better go
I'd rather stay
Wow, so sick of understanding
So sick of understanding
So sick of understanding