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you were a song in my head, the warmth of the sheets in my bed.
a story forever told, but never old, a warm arrival never left so cold.
don't blink, don't close your eyes, but most of all don't apologize.
song in my head; sherwood
tonight i'm staring at the moonlight,
tonight i'm wondering how this could've felt so right.
and i could say it was a good time, but i can hardly say a thing.
he's got you right where he wants you, right where he wants you.
middle of the night; sherwood
and there are things that i don't have the patience for,
and when i go to my room i leave an open door, cause i can't stand to feel alone
and when you come around i'm feeling more at home.
and for the longest time, i couldn't love her to save my life.
for the longest time; sherwood
i'm carrying our dreams across the sky to another city where the future lies,
for you and i to be, in perfect harmony.
i can almost hear that song behind your eyes,
and i'll fall asleep to that distant lullaby.
home; sherwood
a twist in the plotline, a demand for a call, the loss of attraction.
and i'll tell you the worst part: you're exactly the way that i thought you would be
so i'll staple the last call. cause i'll move away, but i'm never ready to leave.
never ready to leave; sherwood
but i can fall asleep tonight if i can make it home by the daylight
when i recall the times that i was left alone,
'cause in the glimmer of your eye, i begin to see myself in a different light.
a different light; sherwood
and as i look i see the cracks below,
and i see myself fall into them, and i see what i've been running from.
and i just don't understand how you're gone. how could you do this to me?
i've seen lovers dance, and i was under the impression
that you felt the same way, too
the wordless; cinematic sunrise
i thought i'd hold out for something more but i cant wait.
don't hold your breath cause i'll be gone in the morning.
these city lights have become more than i can take, and i want free.
so let's set the record straight, everyday is a storm that's waiting to strike,
every night is a dream, but not real. life is not what it may seem.
diaries; the higher
a made up romance, my soliloquy will read.
i know i'm lost again, my timing's off again,
because something lacks in your passing eyes; it's lust and libido.
why give up this oppourtunity? give it a go and maybe you will see.
so take a chance and it'll be alright, and that's all you've got to go on
sunrise goodbyes; houston calls
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