Josh Doyle
Josh Doyle
Josh Doyle
Josh Doyle
Josh Doyle
Josh Doyle
Josh Doyle
Josh Doyle
Josh Doyle
Josh Doyle
Josh Doyle
Josh Doyle
We were playing god
We were stealing bases
Riding our luck
In uncomfortable places
And things got out of hand
We're walking to the car
In the freezing midnight rain
I'll drive back home
Back to work again
And it's all change
Everything's all change
I thought I could cut and run
Get the future into my hands
See how everything sets in stone
When you thought it was made of sand
And I'm sitting silent, sitting silent
Wondering what we'll become
What do we do now? what do we do now?
Two lines instead of one
I think I love her
The futures so uncertain
Can barely turned a wage
Don't wanna be a burden
What are we doing here?
How can I raise a child?
And teach him who to be
When I can trust myself
To be the man, you asking me
What am I doing here?
I thought I could cut and run
Take the future into my hands
But now everything's set in stone
When I thought it was made of sand
And I'm sitting silence, sitting in silence
Thinking if I could run
What do we do now? what do we do now?
Two lines instead of one
What do we do now? what do we do now?
Two lines instead of one
She lay there on her back
On the operating table
Doctor looks at his watch
Say he, he has a party to go to
Lets get out of here
We can find a flat
Put some money down
I could raise a kid
Get a paper round
We don't need to be here
I thought I could cut and run
Take the future into my hands
See how everything sets in stone
When you thought it was made of sand
And I'm sitting in silence, sitting in silence
Thinking what we'll become
What do we do now? what do we do now?
Two lines instead of one
What do we do now? what do we do now?
Two lines instead of one