Jun 06, 2008 10:51
Lost my heart and head back in Freshman year,
and mistakes, I've made more than a few
Rainy mornings
Lots of stories
Sometimes you just gotta get up and go
The view from the dark side of the moon
was nothing like they promised it would be
You drift alone until you fall
and we become shooting stars
Used to wear my heart on my sleeve
but I think I lost that shirt
Starry nights
Dragged out fights
Coming down is hard from outer space
The view from the dark side of the moon
was nothing like they promised it would be
You drift alone until you fall
and we become shooting stars
I wandered past the sky
Walked on water in a land of flying sharks
Only to find
It was time to wander home