When you fall asleep...
with your head
upon my shoulder.
When you're in my arms...
but you've gone
somewhere deeper.
Are you going to age with grace?
Are you going to age without mistakes?
Are you going to age with grace,
Or only to wake and hide your face?
When oblivion
is calling out your name,
You always take it further
than I ever can.
When you play it hard,
and I try to follow you there.
It's not about control,
but I turn back
when I see where you go.
Are you going to age with grace?
Are you going to leave a path to trace?
But oblivion
is calling out your name,
You always take it further
than I ever can.
When oh oblivion
is calling out your name,
You always take it
further....
than I..
ever can...
