All of my fellas makin time for a dream on the side
They're lonely
And the things that we own are not our own, besides
Every girl that growed up dancin in the streets of a soul
With a smile thats beautiful (thats all of them)
hesitation waltz is giving us class
still we try to hold back until we know what the music will be
in our symphony

I would like to get better, but that might mean to forget
don't take it away
you dont undestand, state of affairs I don't want it to change
all I have left is the pain