Hold My Thoughts I'm At An Impasse
Past The Place I Stopped Before
The Sweeper's Sweeping Fragments
Of My Head Out The Door
And The Ice It Burns Upon My Forehead
The Calmness Starts To Scream
Must I Always Hold The Upright
When My Soul Longs To Dream
Chorus:
Is It Too Much To Find An Answer
Is It Too Much To Hold You Close
Is It Too Much To Find A Reason
Is It Too Much To Free My Soul
From Self Control
I Can't Get It Any Better
I Always End Up Killing Time
Time For Love And Time For Living
Time To Find What's Really Mine
Chorus Twice
And I Know You're Always Waiting For Me
You Take Me Far Away
And I Know You're Holding Me
And It's Better Now . . .
And It's Better Now . . .
And It's Better Now . . .