Letra Wasted State Of Mind

Talking 'bout things we've seen
Paris to Oslo seem like dreams
Looking back, was it real?
You know how things sometimes feel
You can run but you can get no further than
Three city blocks from where you began

Caught in a wasted state of mind

Caught in a wasted state of mind

Caught in a stasis, feel like I've wasted all this time
With people and places who've never related or desired