Jay Farrar
Jay Farrar
Jay Farrar
Jay Farrar
Jay Farrar
Jay Farrar
Jay Farrar
Jay Farrar
Jay Farrar
Jay Farrar
Jay Farrar
Jay Farrar
Feeling through a maze of oppurtunities
Some passed away and gone
The past left no future until the winds of change, change us all
You call me on the telephone
Tell me what a fool feels like
You've been pushed before
Now push back with all of your might
You should seek what you haven't known
See how it goes for a world of good
Face the sunrise, stare the rest down
You call me on the telephone
Tell me what a fool feels like
You've been pushed before
Now push back with all of your might
Someday I'll feel the same way that you do
Someday you'll feel a different way too
You call me on the telephone
Tell me what a fool feels like
You've been pushed before
Now push back with all of your might