Why would I need more than this When this all gives so much
Easy for me to say When I can leave and fly away
But I'm not ready I want more time
Not being untied So hold me steady
While I cast my life Into the past behind me
Over and over The winds and the mist states
Held in the folds of these tectonic tips
Over and over
Over and over We step in the same place
Until it becomes a century trip
A century trip
A century trip
A century trip
No matter where
No matter where
I go
I'll keep you close
And thread that needle through the eye
So I won't lose the love I love
That I've earned
That I yearn for
But I won't worry
I'll make this die
So part of me will stay
So part of me will stay
So part of me will stay
Over and over
We'll always be beside me
Over and over The winds and the mist states
Held in the folds of these tectonic tips
Over and over We step in the same place
Until it becomes a century trend
Over and over, the winds and the mist states
Held in the fold of these tectonic tents
Over and over, we step in the same place
Until it becomes a century trend
Oh, oh
A century trend
Oh, oh
A century trend
A century trend
Oh, oh