'Cause it's not too late Sometimes a man, he gets carried away, When he feels like he should be having his fun And he's much too blind to see the damage he's done Cause sometimes a man must awake to find that really he has no one So I'll wait for you and

Sometimes it feels like this world is spinning faster Than it did in the old days So naturally, we have more natural disasters From the strain of a fast pace Sunday was a day of rest Now, it's one more day for progress

More miracles than magic tricks More green grass grows, and green old dollar bills More babies raised, and raising hell More get back up, sometimes you fail Well, I don't know it all Hey, but I know how it feels To be the guy that's trying to come back

Our father, who art in heaven Please watch over me 24/7 Please give me something to believe in I'm either driven or crippled by these demons Sometimes it feels like the power I wield is a blessing and a curse And I wanna shine up on my brothers like the

Sometimes it feels like this world is spinning faster Than it did in the old days So naturally, we have more natural disasters From the strain of a fast pace Sunday was a day of rest Now, it's one more day for progress

Out of the black (out of the black) Into the blue (into the blue) Sometimes it feels like I've got a war in my mind I want to get off but I keep riding the ride I never really notice that I had to decide To play someone's game or to live my own life and

Never fade away In my mind, no no It's those summer days They just stay the same It just stays the same Never fear the change I just wanna roll with a cutie one I ain't tryna catch no feels We can get along sometimes

We're too proud of What about is gone And it really Won't be so long Sometimes it feels Like a heart Is no place To be singin'

I'm over my head Oh but it sure feels nice Your mood is like a circus wheel You're changing all the time Sometimes I can't help but feel That I'm wasting all of my time But it sure feels nice You can take me to paradise And then again you can be as cold

Sometimes it feels like this world is spinning faster Than it did in the old days So naturally, we have more natural disasters From the strain of a fast pace Sunday was a day of rest Now, it's one more day for progress