Ride Songtext
von The Origin

The train rolls out
The cheerful lights through tinted glass
And a million fleeting images hit me as your face falls rushing back
I tried to satisfy you but you never knew
You set your mind to words you knew were not true
You broke the book before the pen had even touched the page

That ain′t no problem of mine
We had a problem with time
I had to draw my own lines
I'd rather ride


How come you said that you were strong as steel
When you felt your statue crumbling
And your hands falling from the wheel?
I turn inside you but there′s nothing there
You fake emotion when I know you don't care
Empty shells belong upon an empty shore

That ain't no problem of mine
We have a problem with time
I had to draw my own lines
I said I′d rather ride on
Hey, ride

That ain′t no problem of mine
We have a problem with time
I had to draw my own lines
So I'll ride this train out of here
And try to make my life a little more clear
I said I′d rather ride