Feb 15, 2007 21:51
I wake up exhausted; it's not morning.
It's back to sleep to re-dream me.
We're alone and we're happy
But there you are, angry with me.
Are you alright? I can stand up straight.
Are you alright? Can you get me off your mind?
I hated this city before you came here,
So let go and move on.
We're strangers; we're not friends.
I hate this and I hate them.
This city's exhausted and it's wound up,
Soon to be a place that's just filled up.
And I found out that you're angry
And you're sorry you ever met me.
Are you alright? I can stand up straight.
Are you alright? Can you get me off your mind?
I am alright. I can stand up straight.
Are you alright? Can you get me off your mind?