Song Description
A song about designing a life instead of making a living.
| Song Length |
4:10 |
Genre |
Pop - Rock |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Anxious, Restless |
Subject |
Change, Conformity |
| Similar Artists |
Sting, Jars Of Clay |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
If I could sit back and just accept the way things seem to be
I'd never question anything that this world brings to me
But I just can't avoid this search for truth and pure confusion
Will I find the missing pieces and the right solution?
Good things won't come to those who wait
Tomorrow's here, it's getting late
Time moves on and then it's gone, gone, gone
I feel it slipping away
The picture's fading. It doesn't sting my mind like yesterday
A graying still-frame of a man who hangs his head in shame
No matter where he turns, the world has trapped him behind cinder walls
He missed his chances of escaping when real living called
Good things won't come to those who wait
Tomorrow's here, it's getting late
Time moves on and then it's gone
And you won't know what side you're on
Good things won't come to those who wait
Tomorrow's here, it's getting late
Time moves on and then it's gone, gone, gone
I feel it slipping away
Don't get too comfortable
Don't get too comfortable, yeah
(solo)
Good things won't come to those who wait
Tomorrow's here, it's getting late
Time moves on and then it's gone
And you won't know what side you're on
Good things won't come to those who wait
Tomorrow's here, it's getting late
Time moves on and then it's gone, gone, gone
I feel it slipping away