Wind Down

Open up your eyes and you will see

Open up your eyes and you will see

That nothing's lost, my friend

That this is not the endYou're foolish and you're swirled as you've grown old

You need this little girl and she needs gold

But running yourself down

Will not return your crownSo come and wind down, wind down

Come and wind down, wind downAnd please stop asking "Why the hell can't I be glad?"

Please stop asking why your nights are cold and sad

Why they almost make you mad

Songwriters

HECKER, MAX / BURSTEIN, DORONPublished by

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group