Watching the sun disappear into the west
Feeling the wind push my hair around
It takes my breath
Whoa, Whoa
Whoa, Whoa
Settling down now I fear I've gone too far
Eyes on our feet for fear that we might meet
Where we are
I'm not where I'd like to be
Missing lots I need to see
But I've tried so hard
To be the man I'm meant to be
To see the way that I should see
To hold on to what I should hold
To be the man I'm meant to be
To see the way that I should see
To hold on to what I should hold
