Tie your shoes and walk away again
Better things are coming soon, my friend
I'll fall asleep with so much on my mind
And in the morning I'll awake, and forget what I need to find
Grand piano songs you'd play for me
Your softest voice I hear it trace the melody
And I'll fall asleep with so much on my mind
And in the morning I'll awake, and forget what I need to find
Colder hands will come when leaves begin to fall
And winter's white will follow soon and hide them all
And I'll fall asleep with so much on my mind
And in the morning I'll forget that I was searching so hard for the things that I can't find
