The Limo

I will applaud them to find what is real
And want to feel that, because I know
There is a man, to bleed, and believe

I will go back and see
Where you lost track of need

There are no problems in minds that have seen what can be gone
Vanish but never leave
He sees the end, like me

Crashing through glass, he frees
Every last drop of peace

I found the logical mend
Tattooed my promised no end

Ooh (x4)

I found a proper home
To let my memories grow
Please take a ride with me
I'll tell you what I've seen