Shiny days are gone

Summertime is done

I’m waiting for the snow to fill

Darky clouds above

Coming down to fog

Like a picture of how I feel

I’m gonna go

I’m gonna go

I’m gonna go

Crazy

I’m gonna go

I’m gonna go

I’m gonna go

Crazy

I’m gonna go

I’m gonna go

I’m gonna go

Crazy

I’m gonna go

I’m gonna go

I’m gonna go

Crazy

The next instrument you’re gonna hear is the drums

Everyday at home

Rounding all alone

Fear is killing how I dream

Things are getting slow

Hoped that it would go

But nothing changes

May I leave