It's f ar beyond your reach, it holds a place in time
So mewhere ahead is the b ack of the line.
I c an't relate to your mistakes, aw kwardly speaking with n othing to say.
Ca ught up in your life, excuses are so lame,
Yo u may be different but I 'm still the same.
The r easons that you thought, the intention that you caught,
You sa ythings are simple we b oth know they're no t.
You can't let it g o,
Wh oa… You can't but I kn ow.
Wh oa… Wh oa you don't even kn ow.
It 's not in what you d o, more in w hat you s ay.
It's not in what you d o, more in w hat you s ay.
It's not in what you d o, more in w hat you s ay.
It's not in what you d o, w hat you d o.
A million questions asked, the remnants of the pa st.
You've always been den ied, but always by your s ide.
I've always tried to, to understand yo u, the worlds not learni ng from y ou.
Wh oa… Wh ao…
It 's not in what you d o, more in w hat you s ay.
It's not in what you d o, more in w hat you s ay.
It's not in what you d o, more in w hat you s ay.
It's not in what you d o, w hat you d o.
