You won't believe a word, just keep telling me what you thought you heard
Now you're living your life and I guess there's nothing much to say
Somewhere where the moon hangs low
People dance and sing and come and go
Only to sing a song that like the wind is not around that long
And I hope that come what may
You'll set free to what you've kept at bay
But you're living your life and it's not my problem anyway
And still the stars shine down
On the outskirts towards the edge of town
Now you're living your life and I guess that I can't let go to what I've never found