Glad

Written by：Howie Weinberg

Somebody said

Hey slow down wait for me

Why wait for me at all

Then I said

There's a person who willingly will leave

We'll follow him too far

While we're marching in a circle

There's a fire in your eyes

Fire's calm but the truth burns on

While we wait around to die

Hold me closer break your trembling

Never thought I'd see you cry

Now I steal a kiss young ladies

And prepare to watch them fly