(Thomas)
I know you, I know your ways,
And yes, I hear the things you say,
But what you say and what you do
Are worlds apart, when you go...
Tilting at Windmills,
Chasing a dream through greenfields,
I lose track of your ideals,
I cannot keep up with you.
You are so unreal, you`re so piecemeal,
You always say just what you feel.
But what you feel and what occurs
Are worlds apart, when you go...
Tilting at Windmills,
Chasing a dream through greenfields,
I lose track of your ideals,
I cannot keep up with you.
There is something in us all that makes somebody want to help,
But you`re no good to the world when you`re no good to yourself,
You`re not sure if you even care, you`re neither left or right,
You`re just up in the air, you are...
Tilting at Windmills,
Chasing a dream through greenfields,
I lose track of your ideals,
I cannot keep up with you.
You are tilting at Windmills,
Chasing a dream through greenfields,
I lose track of your ideals,
I cannot keep up with you.