The Big Drop - 717quanny

What are we gonna do, While we're waiting here? Caught in a traffic jam, goin' nowhere. See the rain, Has made a space for us to place our minds, Inside that sound of winter. I hear it on my window pane, Callin' out my name, Telling me to stay. Gotta know what you're runnin' from, Before you know where you runnin' to, What you'd leave behind. I'll be gone when the mornin' comes, The sun's gonna paint a view, Colours in your life. Gotta know what you're runnin' from, Before you know where you runnin' to, What you'd leave behind. I'll be gone when the mornin' comes, The sun's gonna paint a view, Colours in your life. In the wake of your goodbye, I linger. [I linger] Clingin' to what might have been. [Might have been, have been] As the sun shines through the cold, The truth comes when we fold. Lets yourself start over again. [Lay down, lay down] In the wake of your goodbye, I linger. [Lay down, your head] Preaching with my heart and soul. [You got, no place] Well the sun shines through the cold, And the truth comes when we fold. [ Got to know] Don't let yourself, [ Got to know] Dont' forget yourself. [ Got to know] [ Got to know] Gotta know what you're runnin' from, Before you know where you runnin' to, What you'd leave behind. I'll be gone when the mornin' comes, The sun's gonna paint a view, Colours in your life. Gotta know what you're runnin' from, Before you know where you runnin' to, What you'd leave behind. I'll be gone when the mornin' comes, The sun's gonna paint a view, Colours in your life.