The Will Song

Wanna keep on movin', I am hanging on a wire
I've lost reception from the faded spire
And when the silence all comes crashin' down
There's nothin' left but for you to make a sound

And will you, will you, will you, will you listen to me?
Certain innuendos make it so hard to be
Will you, will you, will you, will you listen to me?
Certain innuendos make it so hard to be

There are things that I remember
In a way, I had reflection
There are things that I remember
In a way, oh what you will
In a way, make it what you will
In a way, oh what you will
In a way, make it what you will

Wanna keep on movin', I am hanging on a wire
I've lost reception from the faded spire
And when the silence all comes crashin' down
There's nothin' left but for you to make a sound

And will you, will you, will you, will you listen to me?
Certain innuendos make it so hard to be
Will you, will you, will you, will you listen to me?
Certain innuendos make it so hard to be

There are things that I remember
In a way, I had reflection
There are things that I remember
In a way, oh what you will
In a way, make it what you will
In a way, oh what you will
In a way, make it what you will

You keep on moving on
You keep on moving on
You keep on moving on
You keep on moving on
You keep on moving on
You keep on moving on
You keep on moving on
You keep on moving on

Will you, will you, will you, will you listen to me?
Certain innuendos make it so hard to be
Will you, will you, will you, will you listen to me?
Certain innuendos make it so hard to be