| Oh, Sarah, here we go again
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| I can’t get past the pain of what I want to say to you
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| I’m too old now to learn how to let you in
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| So I’ll run away just like I always do
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| She said, «If there’s something I should know then tell me now
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| Before I go and give my heart away
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| So I can get on with my life
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| You can go on with your strife
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| Wish you’d speak the words those eyes are trying to say»
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| Sometimes this life feels like a big old dream
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| I’m floating around on a cloud inside
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| When my cloud starts coming apart at the seams
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| Oh, Sarah, that’s when I slide
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| There’s going to be times that I gotta go away
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| But don’t worry, baby, I’ll come home
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| Out on the road is where I’m going to find my way
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| But I’ll always find the time when I’m alone
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| So forgive me if sometimes I seem a little crazy
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| But goddamn, sometimes crazy’s how I feel
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| And my brain is starting to swirl
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| Down the drain of this old world
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| And there’s only one thing, girl, I know is real
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| It’s the love that I feel in your arms
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| It’s the glow you wear around you like a charm
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| It’s the tender in your eyes
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| That keeps me safe and warm at night
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| From this life
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| Sometimes this life feels like a big old dream
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| I’m floating around on a cloud inside
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| When my cloud starts coming apart at the seams
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| Oh, Sarah, that’s when I slide |