Conversations

Finger Eleven

something changing

the secret is building

almost over and somehow seems a beginning

losing focus

it must be boring

looking forward never turns out the wrong way



conversations alone

complicate us together on our own

conversations alone

so alone



no one calling

but someone is bound to reply

no one out there

but someone hears every word

i know we're playing the same game

easing the conscience by



the road was taken

the path led on

til a new one's left to clear

the signal's given

the show turned on til emotion cut too near



the road was taken

the path led on

the signals given

the show turned on

still receiving

and still believing

the time that you take isn't gone



keep us from together on our own

together on our own