Seasons On Fire

Fools rush in

So I'm told

I've things to do

Before I'm old

All I am

Is standing still

And far too chicken to move

Sing the song

Of moving on

Dream of light

In constant night

When I think of you

I always go to pieces

Love somebody new

Chance of that just decreases

My seasons on fire

Everything looks like wasteland

And brown covers my town

Leaving me deep in quicksand

Put my faith

In natures call

I beat the odds

And show them all

Without the sun

I'm nothing at all

And far too chicken to move

Sing the song

Of moving on

Dream of light

In constant night

When I think of you

I always go to pieces

Love somebody new

Chance of that just decreases

My seasons on fire

Everything looks like wasteland

Brown covers my town

Leaving me deep in quicksand