The air is turning me cold, you said "It's getting late" So put me back in the van, I feel a long one coming You turn your back to the wind, I follow at your heels And get to wondering how you're buried in my chest so deep Like it's something whispering Half the time I wonder if what I do is right Oh you always say that life isn't what we want I think you're living a lie, I think you're lying a lot I've seen enough of the past to know it's cyclical motions Untied from the tethers of oceans Half the time I wonder if what I do is right I'm learning how to say goodbye Even if it takes the longest time