Winding roads have no place to go
And they don't apologize for it
In and out they meander under clouds above that
Hold their tears within
Rolling hills have surrendered their will
Still I breath a heavy heaven
Leaves fall to the ground with the most familiar sound as
Memory rustles in the wind
I can feel it
I think I've lost myself
I am restless
It's time for something else
Lack of control chills my drifting soul
So I run on inhibition
My job is to be and yet I constantly seek
Fragile contentment
I can feel it
I think I've lost myself
I am rеstless
It's time for something еlse
I can feel it
I think I've lost myself
I am restless
It's time for something else