"In Walks You" :

Grab my shoes, run out the door
Rushing to the job I hate
And the ticket on my windshield's no surprise
God's truth is out, it's murder here
What life's about is so unclear
I want to break and when it feels I've had all I can take

In walks you
And you make me feel
Like everything's ok
Like everything's gonna go my way
In walks you
And you make me feel
Like everything's alright
Like everything's gonna work out fine
You're making me feel everything...