you give this way more
thought then it deserves
you say as I tell you about my fear
of rejection
I wouldn't know better then to get scared 'cause since we met
we've had this get connection
you know concrete colored
building all grow stale!"
you say as I look up dreaming
I know better then to include the
both of us but I can't sleep...
when you're gone and you say
"What's another day""
this stage of oblivion
I find comfortable and prior
to this I never spoke
you say understand my absence now
and why I never tell jokes
you know concrete colored
building all grow stale!"
you say as I look up dreaming
I know better then to include the
both of us but I can't sleep...
when you're gone and you say
"What's another day"
what's another day when
we're already getting used to grey
what's another day
if inspiration grows out from this
what's another day
when silence is the next best thing
to bliss and I'm already getting used to hearing you say what's another day
"you know concrete colored
building all grow stale!"
you say as I look up dreaming
I know better then to include the
both of us but I can't sleep...
when you're gone and you say
"you know concrete colored
building all grow stale!"
you say as I look up dreaming
I know better then to include the
both of us but I can't sleep...
when you're gone and you say
"What's another day"
