Strange maze, what is this place?
I hear voices over my shoulder,
Nothing’s making sense at all.
Wonder, why do we race?
When everyday we’re runnin’ in circles,
Such a funny way to fall.
Tried to open up my eyes,
I’m hopin’ for a chance to make it alright.
When I wake up,
The dream isn’t done.
I wanna see your face,
And know I made it home.
If nothing is true,
What more can I do?d
I am still painting flowers for you, woah.