[ Featuring Robert Homes ]
Who'd have thought the day would fade away so fast?
Another morning for my sun
Rattle of my bones telling me the time
They're all going places I don't need to find
Better not be here when I turn around
Trying to find myself some time
Better not be here when I turn around
Trying to find myself some time
The summer storm is done and washed away the sand
Didn't need a dinghy, I'm on land
Haven't heard from you in almost a year
Keep on going, I'll still be here
Better not be here when I turn around
Trying to find myself some time
Better not be here when I turn around
Trying to find myself some time
Better not be here when I turn around
Trying to find myself some time
Better not be here when I turn around
Trying to find myself some time
