Besedila: Evermore. Dreams. It's Too Late.

Monday morning, hesitate
I can?t get out of bed
I?d rather go back to the dreams
I?m living in my head
Yeah? yeah yeah yeah

Tuesday evening, pack my bags
I?m heading out the door
I left a box of memories
lying on the floor
Yeah? yeah yeah yeah

Ride on? ride ?til early morning turn
Ride on? like the dawning of the day
It?s too late
to let all your feelings show
Go on ?til the night is swept away

Running from the city lights
Running from this empty life
I?m running out of time tonight
Screaming out for help! Help!


Slow down you?re moving too fast
Go home you?ll feel better for it
Oh boy you better stop dreaming it?s all in your head

?Cause it?s too late now

Ride on? ride ?til early morning turn
Ride on? like the dawning of the day
It?s too late
to let all your feelings show
Go on ?til the night is swept away

Ride on? run ?til early morning sun
Ride on? like the morning of the day
It?s too late
To let every feeling show
Ride on? ?til the night is swept away