I drove for miles and miles and I don’t know what to say
Beauty on the outside, inside more confused than today.
Sunday morning and still I’m calling
Foolishness, deliver me from yet another play.
Open up your blue eyes, read the writing in the clear skies,
Close them now, be still, and remember long-lost lies.
Keep yourself in tact, yet another day free-falling
Into the world where at least someone tries.
I never let it get this far, somehow my heart let you in too far.
I can’t loose my grip on hope or get myself out of this car.
Onto the floor, all our pictures I’m sprawling
Scared and not knowing who or what we are.
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