[ Featuring Tom Whitehorse ]
Words slip through fingers like sand
Every day, less to say
Each time I put pen to page
I betray in some way
I will
I will find a way
To get back
To get back
I will find a way
To get back
To get back
My mind plays harsh tricks on me
Every day but I try
To collect my thoughts and see
Something good, some way
I will
I will find a way
To get back
To get back
I will find a way
To get back
To get back
(To get back, ooh)
(To get back, ooh)
I will find a way
To get back
To get back
I will find a way
To get back
To get back
