Sensitive

No use in sitting waiting for the afterlife
You shift and change and wait until you die
I'm concentrating on kicking up my life
Before you know it you’re running out of time

You seem more sensitive than sorrow
You're taking more than you can borrow
You'll wait until the shape is hollow
You’ll see a change will come tomorrow

I am so sick of searching in the dark
You got to get a bike or drive a car
I think a plane would take me not too far
From someone anybody knowing who you are

You seem more sensitive than sorrow
You''re taking more than you can borrow
You'll wait until the shape is hollow
You'll see a change will come tomorrow

You'll wait until the gate is narrow
You've seen much more than you can handle
You cruise and listen to radio
You only listen in stereo

Stereo, oh
Stereo, oh
Stereo, oh
Stereo, oh