I've come so far. I've spite the ground. I've seen the edge. I've even looked down. But I won't, no I won't, quit now. We stood tall. We stood proud. We tried our eyes, against the crowds. But what, are we now... I've been doing a lot of thinking. And I know I can't all of this on my own. But I can't stand the thought of waiting. Held back from that goooolden road. I love silence... Love being alone. All these buzzin' noises. My mind can't roam. And here is where songs are sung. Don't get me wrong. Don't get me right. A Martha's drawn a candle. Like I am to stage lights. And the thought of a sold out night. I've been doing a lot of thinking. And I know I can't do all of this on my own. But I can't stand the thought waiting. Held back from that goooolden road. I've been doing a lot of thinking. And I know I can't do all of this on my own. But I can't stand the thought of waiting. Held back from that gooolden road.