On your wings you'll carry me down
Highways to the shore
And at your wheel you'll steer me
Then steer me no more
Me no more
All my leaves are turning
With the changing of the seasons
And all my dreams are burning up
And looking for a reason
In my time of living
And in the line of duty
I turned upon my heels
Peeled the skin off beauty
And too much was revealed
Much too real
All my pages empty