In the End - The Stills

Dream, chasing

You followed the sun across

Mountains and oceans and cities

And small towns

Stopped in, some place

They’re glad they’ve met you

Their hearts are now with you

In joy, and pain

Young and plain

Young and plain

Young and plain

It’s your day

You’re on your own again

Pause for a photograph

You’re so good looking

You’ll turn all the men into boys

But just don’t get married

Think of resting

I’m glad I’ve met you

My heart is now with you in joy

And pain