Look around...
So many people begging on their knees
While you're out there, sitting with a night breeze
And you feel like leaving this place, that's filled with movement and sound...
Just remember, that your problems, are nothing but a fire in the ocean
In a few years you'll think different, about this emotion
You once told yourself that problems aren't problems, until you start to make them
And you feel like leaving this place, that's filled with movement and sound...
Just remember, that your problems, are nothing but a fire in the ocean
In a few years you'll think different, about this emotion