Got a head full of one-way rides
That you wouldn't believe
giant leap from your heart to my arms
Before it's time to leave

Well, all these old things
That I'll never be
That I'll never miss
Give me some time
I don't throw fists
Yeah I'll throw a fit
Yeah I'll throw a fit

This is the time when all things old will pass [bad word] along
To push me closer than I've ever been
When new things well be found
This is my chance to let go of all the past at last
Got a ticket on a Sunday drive
In the afternoon
There's nothing quite like your Indian smile
To relay my blues

Well, this is the time when all things old will pass [bad word] along
To push me closer than I've ever been
When new things will be found
This is my chance to let go of all the past
 [bad word] around, [bad word] along, [bad word] around [bad word] around!

I'm over my head, I'm over my head
Still over my head!

This is the time when all things old will pass [bad word] along
To push me closer than I've ever been
When new things well be found
This is my chance to let go all of the past
 [bad word] around, [bad word] along, [bad word] around [bad word] around!