The old souls that cry   And do I, make it all up in my mind   Have I stained our lives?   Well tonight was the rest of my life so      Change the goals and break the molds   Get the fear aside   Arrest your moods insult the sounds   Bound to be nothing      I got a thorn in my side   Is it pride, eating me alive?   I wish that lies were lies   Well tonight well the truths inside so      Change the goals and break the molds   Get the fear aside   Arrest your moods insult the sounds   Bound to be nothing   Seize the day and then count the ways   For a smiles a smile and I'll send one over to you