Everything We're Longing For - Cold Reading

It’s another day and I feel as if the walls were falling down on me.

Waiting for some warmth and love.

Longing for sunbeams to calm me down.

As I open my door with my bags and I’m ready to go.

Don’t turn your face away, don’t let it drag you down.

There is no summer breeze to soak up when I am sad.

Don’t turn your face away, don’t let it drag you down.

Everything we’re longing for is somewhere inside ourselves.

But sometimes we have to walk until we realize.

Each time we’re thinking about leaving this goddamn place.

We’re running away from a truth until we realize.