Lyrics

I fly  
I soar  
This I  
Adore  
  
Then like a locomotive  
The sound of your sorrow calls  
I'm tired of the way that it feels  
I only apologized to you to make you feel better  
But I think I've outgrown that horsehair sweater  
  
I?d rather be alone  
You're about as reliable as paper shoes in bad weather  
But pain will roll off like water on feather  
  
you'd fly  
You'd soar  
  
But then like a locomotive  
The sound of your sorrow comes  
I'm tired of the way that it feels  
I only apologized to you to make you feel better  
But I think I've outgrown that horsehair sweater  
  
I?d rather be on my own  
You're about as reliable as paper shoes in bad weathers  
But pain will roll off like water on feathers  
  
I'm tired of the way that it feels  
I only apologized to you to make you feel better  
But I think I've outgrown that horsehair sweater  
  
I?d rather be on my own  
You're about as reliable as paper shoes in bad weathers  
But pain will roll off like water on feathers

Song details

Artist: Incubus