How can our endless Summer come to an end?
Escaping late nights blues and Rivelin hills
I wonder how many more people I'll meet to forget
And all the early mornings I'll continue to dread
Watching my feet pace through those familiar streets
From a blurry year I thought I'd left behind
When will I feel I belong there again?
Comfort in people I long to call friends
I wonder when I'll tire of time poorly spent
And when I'll stop sleeping through days that never end
Watching my feet pace through those familiar streets
From a blurry year I thought I'd left behind
Who will be there in the longest nights
When day-to-day malaise gets the best of me
And I wonder who will be there for comfort
Instead of nights semi-there, crowded, losing my head
Watching my feet pace through those familiar streets
From a blurry year I thought I'd left behind