Sifting through the sands
While the shifting of the hands
Got me blinded to the right one
I'm feeling like I'm looking at the bright sun
I'll see it through the mirror that's reflecting
And with the falling of the stars
And the crashing of the cars
We can go to find the right one
I can't promise it's always gonna be fun
But always gonna get a little closer home
Always gonna say
Just a phone call away
And then the black out
Cause things always change
But if some things
Don't really change
And the lives
Are always strange
Then I have to rearrange
Or I'll miss the exchange
No bottles break upon the table
But they smashed on the floor
And still no more unless we bore
Our sober minds to the chore
A trick it seems to play along
And you just steppin' to the song
Go kick the beat and keep it strong
It feels so good you can't go wrong right?
Sifting through the sands
While the shifting of the hands
Got me blinded to the right one
I'm feeling like I'm looking at the bright sun
I'll see it through the mirror that's reflecting
And with the falling of the stars
And the crashing of the cars
We can go to find the right one
I can't promise it's always gonna be fun
But always gonna get a little closer home