Do you ever find yourself
Looking out the window wondering how you got here
Try to look as far as you see
In the end you'll know no fear
Yelling out the door
Driving down town
Faces look to me
Oh
Few could see
Few could see
Few could see
The counting theme
Numbers mean nothing to me
If you could see
If you could see
If you could see
The centerpiece
Feelings in the middle me
But I ain't leaving this town, no
I gotta plan bigger than...
Coming back on the last train
At the end of the platform
Fumbling Baggage I can't when you say
Look up there this morning I heard a song
About Winter and I checked the date
Try to be like what you see and
It's easy to forget
Hey I'm not heading that way
Then I thank you for your look
I turn away
Until my Shiver Goes
Few could see
Few could see
Few could see
The counting theme
Numbers mean nothing to me
If you could see
If you could see
If you could see
The centerpiece
Feelings in the middle me
But I ain't leaving this town, no
I gotta plan bigger than...
I gotta plan bigger then...
I gotta plan bigger than you think oh Father
Oh bigger than this paved tradition
Both of us
Few could see
Few could see
Few could see
The counting theme
Numbers mean nothing to me
If you could see
If you could see
If you could see
The centerpiece
Feelings in the middle me
But I ain't leaving this town, no
But I ain't leaving this town, no
But I am leaving
This Town 'No'
I gotta plan bigger than, No