Lying in my bed I hear the clock tick, and think of you. Caught up in circles confusion is nothing new. Flashback warm nights almost left behind. Suitcases of memories, time after. . Sometimes yo
Verse 1. I'm so sick and tired of making excuses. For why things are how they are. I know I'm the reason but I hope you're not thinkin. That I can't turn this boat around. Now in every love story
Tired of emotions weighing me down. The fight is all gone from your eyes. The dark skies will open but you're gonna drown. Waiting for lightning to strike. . So just look around. And you'll see
