Coffea Strange sorry for yesterday

everyone have protection
in time of past actions
one took my hand and picked me up off the ground
the Game don't close in a season
Without rhyme or reason
Waiting for the next round
to my dreams
around
I want to fall on tiptoe and
I Stop
And gone
singing songs for yesterday
In this town
The sun is coming up and it's going down
is coming up and it's going down Tonight
everyone have protection
in time of past actions
one took my hand and picked me up off the ground
the Game don't close in a season
Without rhyme or reason
Waiting for the next round
to my dreams
around
I want to fall on tiptoe and
I Stop
And gone
singing songs for yesterday
In this town
The sun is coming up and it's going down
is coming up and it's going down Tonight