Lyrics

So you think you got it
Well, nobody does
'Cause these are the days that
The world gets rough

Desperate measures
As your life unfolds
'Cause these are the days that
The world gets old

The far away look
All of your life
When you get home
On your streets, on your own

All of a sudden
Through a window of pain
'Cause these are the days that
The world gets insane

Now, that far away look
All of your life
When you get home
On your streets, on your own

I guess you do reap what you sow
Sometimes all the stars are in an alignment
Whether you place or you show
You can put yourself in such, in such a position
What do we know?
All of my life
It's always been, well, it's been so different
And it goes to show
You can't count all of the stars
That are in the sky

I go to the left
I go to the right
I see you again
I know what I want
I know what I like
And I know when to fight

You saw the sunset
Before it got cold
And these are the days
The days were foretold

The far away look
All of your life
When you get home
On your streets, on your own

I guess you do reap what you sow
Sometimes all the stars are in an alignment
Whether you place or you show
You can put youself in such, in such a position
What do I know?
All of my life
It's always been, well, it's been so different
And it goes to show
That you can't count all of the stars
That are in the sky