The city lights approaching from a view
As faces seem to blare
All these dreams and thoughts they feel new
Just as they occur
Moving in the sense of being you
Making the right time and breaking through
Not holding back, trying to find your words
I've seen this day before now it was first
For you
Changing like eyes from a window
You choose
To believe the things that you know
You move
Like anything that has to
I'm used
I'm walking away without you and yourself
The summer breeze, it blows the winter blues
From your memories
The hanging moon just sits there all alone
As you feel some ease
Moving in the sense of being you
Making the right time and breaking through
Not holding back, trying to find your words
Well, I've seen this day before now it was first
For you
Changing like eyes from a window
You choose
To believe the things that you know
You move
Like anything that has to
I'm used
I'm walking away without you and yourself