Sometimes I'm sad, sad as a pony
A nightmare's rain, reins try to hold me
Dream break stride, stride into splinters
Run and hide

Sometimes I'm high, high as a feather
Can't see change, change for the better
Birds fly south, south for the winter
Counts me out

I wouldn't break away
Couldn't turn away
Wouldn't break away

Sometimes I feel, feel like a window
People throw stares into my soul
Bricks through glass, glass into splinters
Paint the cracks

Is there love, love like an ocean
Ships will part, part like an ocean
Driftwood cracks, cracks into splinters
Waves pull back

I wouldn't break away
Couldn't turn away
Wouldn't break away

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): JAMES MASTRO