passing hours, same old pictures crowding all my day

take my lesson in every second but I will never learn

cuz every time I try to look back

try to find what went so wrong

cuz I don't wanna turn my face

from every whining faces in my world

I'm going away from this parade

I'm closing my book before it's late

before I growing down and die

I know I'm gonna long for home

songbird I'll be back someday until the sun no

longer burns, until the cold no longer bites

starting back at my fading picture

and the place I used to brag

my lips are smiling but tears keep

falling I shouldn't stay too long