Service - Won't Stop Coming Lyrics

I fear I'm out of time
Poured out like sour wine
I'm in a cold light

I fear I'm out of line
Worked up on too much wine
Let's call it a night

You don't come around for me
But we never really part
You said you'd wait around and see
But you never really are
And I won't stop coming
And I won't stop coming
And I won't stop 'til it's dark
Some things are not anymore
But they're never really gone.

Fantastic
Eyes like plastic
Keep your mouth shut
Unless I ask it
Feeling on top
Hoppin' on pop
If it keeps him hot
Then all's not lost

Seek and find, son
Seek and find, child
You're playing with sticks and stones
When only bottles and cans can break my bones
You're playing with flesh and blood
When only sticks and tricks can bring me low
But if you seek, you'll find son
And if you seek, you'll be fine child