On my hands, sitting on half a chance,
waiting for good things to come
Passers by looking through broken glass,
waiting for good things to come

And this cry goes out to everyone,
chasing the sun, chasing love
And my heart goes out to everything,
coming undone, coming done

Round and round, spinning through this old dance,
holding your heart with your thum
Straight to plan goes not so everything,
waiting for good things to come

And this cry goes out to everyone,
chasing the sun, chasing love
And my heart goes out to everything,
coming undone, coming done

Oh, when will you see?
There's more to you,
there's more to me
Oh, nobody knows how it will turn,
how it will turn,
how it will turn

And this cry goes out to everyone,
chasing the sun, chasing love
And my heart goes out to everything,
coming undone, coming done