Moving a thousand miles a minute
So afraid to slow down
Moving too fast to feel
Or in these emotions I might drown
So numb to everything around me
Walking around in a daze
Afraid to view the world
In anything but this haze
So I live each second of every day
Won’t go quietly into the dark night
I’m still a candle in the wind
A shooting star much too bright
Maybe it’s true I’m just running away
Maybe I’m living my life in denial
But I’ll never grow stagnant
It’s just not my style
And though this choice may not be wise
A lifestyle of blunder
It’s gonna be the way
Until I’m six feet under
And the clock will keep on ticking
It never seems to slow
Soon the days will become the years
That are gone before we know