[ Featuring THE 8-BITS ]
Pull me under when you wake and you find me standing there
Never wonder why we broke away from ever playing fair
Running without moving proving I don't have to see to know you're right there waiting for me
(So) We could count the hours as they turn into years
Face the wind and wonder just what you're doing here
But we could make it better and conquer all our fears
Instead we'll count the hours as they turn into years
Breathing is easy when you're the one that's in control
Without it we're just drowning and the feeling's getting old
Moving without standing proving I don't have to feel to know you're there (I'm waiting)
(so) We could count the hours as they turn into years
Face the wind and wonder just what you're doing here
But we could make it better and conquer all our fears
Instead we'll count the hours as they turn into years
Moving without standing proving I don't have to feel to know you're there (I'm waiting)
(So) We could count the hours as they turn into years
Face the wind and wonder just what you're doing here
But we could make it better and conquer all our fears
Instead we'll count the hours as they turn into years
Moving without standing proving I don't have to feel to know you're there (I'm waiting)
(So) We could count the hours as they turn into years
Face the wind and wonder just what you're doing here
But we could make it better and conquer all our fears
Instead we'll count the hours as they turn into years
(So) We could count the hours as they turn into years
Face the wind and wonder just what you're doing here
But we could make it better and conquer all our fears
Instead we'll count the hours as they turn into years
