I sat and stared at the sky
I knew I'd find myself there again
I wonder how else to cope with the air
The air that brings me this luck
I'm unlucky, that's just me
Seems what used to be has changed.

I feel it coming again
I feel it coming with the wind
I feel it coming again
I feel it breaking with the waves

And I know
I would feel it again if I just played along
Supid games are for stupid people
and they end just like a song
A song with no beginning
A song that has no meaning
just like this one

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): CHAD EVERETT GILBERT, CYRUS WILLIAM BOLOOKI, IAN R. GRUSHKA, JORDAN I. PUNDIK, STEPHEN LEE KLEIN