Well people say that all things must change
They only look like they stay the same
What was I thinkin'
I could hold this in place
By using force I could never take the risk
And there is no consolation
Where do we go from here
Where do we go from here
My hands are tired from holding onto you
When I was young too young too vain
Took to deceive with the wind in my sails
Where there is pride there is stupidity
I couldn’t even thank them when they came to recue me
If I could touch you when you’re near
Where do we go from here
Where do we go from here
My hands are tired from holding onto you
I’ll sing it once, I’ll sing it twice
See you standing there right in front of me
Where do we go from here
Where do we go from here
My hands are tired from holding onto you