Paroles: Guster. Parachute. Window.

A gaping wound tells the story of it all
A man lost only to find, what was left of his mind
With no hope of a scar at all

You say go slow
But something?s right behind me
Run away for only so long
It will not stop, I will come down, oh no

Let me find my way
I?ll take you to the edge
I?ll go across that window
And I?ll carry you there

Woah when nothing goes right
Woah when days don?t come tonight
Oh when all I see is the error of my own enemy

A man alone and cut and torn for it
His whole life friend after friend
They?re all flash in the pan
With no hope of rejoice at all

You say go slow
But something?s right behind me
Can run away for only so long
It will not stop I will come down, oh no

Let me find my way
I?ll take you to the edge
I?ll go across that window
And I?ll carry you there

Woah when nothing goes right
Woah when days don?t come tonight
I?ll go across that window
And I?ll carry you