why you holding your head down?
why's your heart so sore?
cause you know that worry
never hurries you through the back door
you gotta pick your feet up
and get your face off the ground
if that's all that you can see
yesterday ain't coming back
you've been giving you soul
to an empty bowl of faith
you should be taking the top down
a party's good for the heart
you're back from falling apart
now is a favor you've lost
but you wanna know what it's like to be found