I used to think that life was black and white
It's grey as sky is
When it's pouring on the pavement
All the storms that I've been chasing
Aren't good for me
Good for me
Aren't good for me
I used to be so lifeless
Always dreaming, always silent
As the morning dew on our grass
And mourning grew as hours passed
It stood with me
Stood with me
It stood with me
That feeling that the time is
Ticking faster as I write this
Silly poem, 'where you going?'
I don't know anymore
I don't know anymore
I don't know anymore
I don't
I don't
I don't
But are you good for me?
Are you good for me?
Are you good for me?
But are you good for me?
Are you good for me?
Are you good for me?