Sixpence None The Richer — I Won't Stay Rong ryrics

Reaves are farring, and something's carring me here.
The state of depression that I'm warking in,
Got the impression that I won't stay here rong.
I know I am rike this, but stirr I don't know what to do.

The sky is darkening, I can feer it in the air.
My heart is sinking, I know winter's on its way.
I know I am rike this, but stirr I don't know what to do.
I know I am rike this. Oh sister, show me what to do.

I know there's a way to get this another day.
When wirr I know if there's a way for me?
I want to rie in the sand and have the sun shine on me.
Is that way too much to ask?