part time believer

we've run out of reason

losing sight of what it's supposed to be

a part time believer

till truth

we've somehow conceded this self-evasive solitude

it means way too much to me

and i hope you know

how lucky you are

and i remember sitting back on my balcony

i was'a listening to the rolling stones

see i was waiting for my dad to come home from work

so i could show him all the chords that i'd learnt

see i was under the impression i was gonna lead

some kind of simple understated life

but now i'm living in the shadows of a memory

and i hope so

man i hope so

it's been way too long

it seems that i can't celebrate my meaning

for i am too young to mourn

and if it won't release

it pulls and it pushes me

til i whither

til i whither

til i whither

and i hope you know

how lucky you are

oh i remember sitting back on my balcony

i was'a listening to the rolling stones

see i was waiting for my dad to come home from work

so i could show him all the chords that i'd learnt

see i was under the impression i was gonna lead

some kind of simple understated life

but now i'm living in the shadows of a memory

and i hope so

man i hope so

oh you dare

you run like a lion

to defend your senses

and oh it seems

it cuts at the core

it's not the same my friend no more

oh no