歌词
When I lack the drive
When I've lost my worth
In a hallway where the junk mail piles up
Another sinking feeling that wont be stopped
All that ails must pass
All that ails must pass
All that ails must pass
When in loving arms
When there's no way I can win
And the prize not worth the fight
When all that I can think of are ways to disappear
A death so undeserving of most kinds of fear
All that ails must pass
All that ails must pass
All that ails must pass
When in loving arms