Aimless Whispers

Your days drag on with the same old sights Colors once bright have turned to greys Reflections lost of your golden days Now it's just a monochrome haze With every hour, feeling the same Detached and tired, you play the game Clock ticks on, it's the same old song Faded passions, where did we go wrong? You're searching for a spark, a break of light In this endless cycle from day to night [Chorus] Aimless whispers in this town so still Looking for a thrill, anything to feel