What was left of the rain? I could hear under my
bicycle tires
What was left of your love? I could feel like the steam
from a fire
What is left of the light? Is alarmed by the dusk and
retreat of the sun
What is left of your peace? the notion that I am still
on the run
So
what is left of this day?
what is left of this day?
what is left of this day?
what is left of this day?
What was left on the road?
Wet leaves scattered like stars on a sky
What has just left the ground?
Now I can finally fly
Now I can finally fly
In what is left of the sky
What is left to find out? What drove the worm to cross
the road?
What is left of tonight? An urge to shed my trembling
load
So what is left of this day? I’m not sure but I plan to
find out
So what is left of this day? When I know I’ll sure give
a shout !
So
what is left of this day?
what is left of this day?
What was left on the road?
Leaves scattered like stars on the sky
What has just left the ground?
Now I can finally fly
Now I can finally fly
Now I can finally fly
In what is left of the sky
Now I can finally fly
In what is left of the sky
Now I can finally fly