Fighting On The Stairs Paroles

breeze blowing through the years

if I don't get out of this town

something's gonna break

cause I gotta find my own way now

through this thick malaise



well I don't know where else I can turn now

makes me often wonder when we've ever learned



you're wearing too much make-up
but some people out there take a chance

but your glow in this light is so becoming now



if I don't get out of this town

something's gonna break

and I want to find my high soon

and rummage through the age



sometimes it feels like we don't stand a chance

when you go we go with something pure in our hearts