I Wasn't Worried

They robbed an answer from the pockets

Of the good old days

It was simple up to them

Now i hold the fire in a worried way

I guard the fire from the wind

I like to tell you that you're pretty,

It warms your face

And i am a winner every time

Don't break my heart

With your common sense,

Don't throw my heart

Against the wind

I wasn't worried about it,

But i watch it closer now

I wasn't worried about it at all

I wait for the moment

And i wait for the moment's cue,

And i do the best that i can.

With my bellows out,

And acomic grace

I rob the pockets of our good, old days.

I wasn't worried about it,

But i watch it closer now

I wasn't worried about it at all