Echoing

Waking early in the morning
Waiting on the light of day
Whole new kind of feeling is on the way
I’m not scared of knowing
If we’re ever getting out
We could be here forever without a doubt

Time is always higher learning
I’m still barely making grades
Just about imagination anyway
We are circling the wagons
Lining up in the single file
Members of the jury are standing trial

Waiting on a memory
Waiting on a memory, oh

Said if you love me and you’re willing to dance
We could take it to the high sеas
Echoing, echoing where do wе stand

My heart’s hard of hearing
My head’s full of sand
Feet point both directions if you need a hand
Black water reflection
Lost in a city park
I can’t find my way through the dark

Waiting on a memory
Waiting on a memory, oh

Said if you love me and you’re willing to dance
We could take it to the high seas
Echoing, echoing where do we stand
We’ll be sailing on a wild breeze
If you love me and you’re willing to dance
We could take it to high seas
Echoing, echoing, echoing