Sometimes walking roads with just a vacant stare
Sometimes wishing my old rocking horse were there
Sometimes I don't seem to find no rest
sometimes locking all
Those doors behind seems best
Sometimes I feel cold and sometimes hot
Sometimes thoughts are there and sometimes not
There are mornings when I don't feel
strong Then I look for comfort in a song
There are seven bridges to be crossed
Seven years of darkness to be lost
Sometimes the ashes may be you
But at last you will come shining through
There are times you think the clock of life
has stopped And you seem to run in circles
till you drop
Sometimes you are sick with wanderlust Sometimes you just sit
and gather dust
Sometimes reaching for the whole wide world
Sometimes feeling
that your luck has turned
Sometimes taking what there's not enough
Sometimes hating everything you love
There are seven bridges to be crossed
Seven years of darkness to be lost
Sometimes the
ashes may be you But at last you will come shining through
Seven bridges to be crossed
Seven years of darkness to be lost