Biting The Soles Of My Feet
You don't get out much, you're hardly locked inside
And nothing ever gets you down
You don't get up to much and nothing comes of it
And nothing ever gets you down
And as the day came rushing in I realised what could have been
And everything I ever saw came quickly as had not before
Do you and I see it the same way?
I think about it every day,
You don't get out much, you're hardly locked inside
And nothing ever gets you down
You don't get up to much and nothing comes of it
And nothing ever gets you down
And as the day came rushing in I realised what could have been
And everything I ever saw came quickly as had not before
Do you and I see it the same way?
I think about it every day
Do you and I see it the same way?
I think about it every day
And life goes on...
And as the day came rushing in I realised what could have been
And everything I ever saw came quickly as had not before
Do you and I see it the same way?
I think about it every day
Do you and I see it the same way?
I think about it every day
Do you and I see it the same way?