Sometimes when the night gets darkest

I see you on a lonesome road

With nothing but the cold wind to call your own

And somewhere in the deep sweet silence

I wonder if you wonder too

And if I'll be able to get through to you

Cause you don't listen much

To what goes on inside

Until you get caught up in the turning tide

You'll get over

You'll get through

Cause you don't ever think about the things you do

You're walk on like a fire burning

Everything that's in your way

Until all of options just fade away

And everything you've built up slowly

Crumbles down around your feet

And no one in the wide world's going to care but me

Cause you don't listen much

To what goes on inside

Until you get got up in the turning tide

You'll get over

You'll get through

Cause you don't ever think about the things you do

You'll get over

You'll get through

Cause you don't ever think about things you do

You'll get over

You'll get through

Cause you don't ever think about the things you do

You'll get over

You'll get through

Cause you don't ever think about the things you do