Lay in the flowers I left on Lorraine
What makes a difference if it's all the same
God knows that we tried to do the best we can
Falling from the fire
Crawling through the sand

Low in the valley, I'm caught in a daze
Dreams of the people who can't find their way
God knows that we've tried to do the best we can
Falling from the fire, crawling through the sand

Over and over we search just to find space in the future
That's left all behind
Over, over and over we search just to find some place in the future
That's left all behind
Just to find a place in the future
That's left all behind!