My eyes are faking all the sights. For every page that i read, comes another to write. My wheels are spining out of control And i feel, yes, i feel like i am ready to roll. Soooo, I have seen all i need to roam free, within these streets. Climbing up walls that are never too tall, feeds my soul. My words are music to your ears. For every story i tell comes a sequel that you must hear And i wander your pages in search of a plan. For every chapter i pass draws directions of where i am And where i am going. And i have seen all i need to roam free within these streets Climbing up walls that are never too tall, feeds my soul. And i am seeing time, explaining it's better line, to me. Drawing out pages with illustrative lines, you'll see. And i fall down under your watchful eye. Hmmm And i have seen all i need to roam free, within these streets. Climbing up walls that are never too tall, feeds my soul. And i have seen all i need to rome free, within these streets. Climbing up walls that are never too tall, feeds my soul