This isn't the way to go
To feel young and beautiful
This isn't the way to go
To feel young and beautiful

I was pinching at my skin
Hoping change would begin
To be innocent
To feel alive in my own skin

I feel more like a feather
Every time the number withers
To be innocent
To feel alive in my own skin

I wanted to sail across the ocean
Upon the ship
Frightened by woes
I put an anchor in

All my doubts and every fear
Every image I've held dear
With a weary heart and withered hands I swam

And Swam and Swam o I swam away
O I swam and I swam away