[Verse 1] You can't erase The paper chase She’ll make you play it in the bright very morning She'll run and hide And leave you behind, her promises behind her As she runs across the square [Verse 2] You can't win the race She’ll set the pace You'll hear her laughing just behind the foolish faces [?] the gate And find the piece of paper Lying on...Learn More

[Words: Dennis Cornelius] Turning my back to the breeze I lift my feet off the ground and I soar With no apparent reason I am looking for direction For something real In the distance on the horizon I see the cloud it draws near And all at once I'm surrounded By the fear of what can never be Why am I made to suffer In the darkness I search for...Learn More