Friday, December 28, 2007

home

Is this another relationship on the rocks
or is it just another scotch
and I don't want what I haven't got
on the way back home

the leaves are fallin from the tree's
another summer between you and me
and I'm serching desperatly for the way
back home

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no body looked at it from your side
no body asked you why you run and hide
but if you could see yourself with these eyes
would it be alright here tonight
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sometimes people hang on to much
blaming misfortune on bad luck
and we're just searchin' for a little love
on the way back home

the old clock tower hits three
one for you , me and the other history
and I wonder indefitly
on the way back home

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everyones wondering what your doin here
see'in all this misery becoming clear
he said you were made of water and fear
on your way back home

I'm just in this for the slow decline
another loser in your waiting line
I'll be here till the end of time
waitin on the way back home

untitled number 2

saw you in a make believe magizine
just another wishful dream
and I'm just tossin in my head
to the words I should have said

I'm not the sad puppy they pegged me for
I find myself smilin more and more
really can't feel that old fear
so what are you thinking about my dear

if you get loney and depressed
just put on a fancy dress
and I'll come and sing in your ear
all those athems you need to hear

cause you said that you need it in a song
framed in melody where we belong
and everything I really wanna say
its just the words get in the way

So now i'm putting myself out for sure
no more holding patterns in a storm
so when you need a hand to lead
just tell me when and what you need

Dec 21 / 07