I woke up late at night and I went into the room I made the sacred gesture as I entered in the tombΒ Β Well, it gets colder everyday Perhaps I'll be there soon to stay
I woke up late at night and I hadn't put it down I knew somehow I'd fallen but, I hadn't hit the ground Well, it gets darker every night The next may never bow to light
I woke up late in life much maturer then I cared I've known the answers and the problems but the truth for once was dared. Well, it gets easier every year. You have to lean to live with fear