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.