Sep 03, 2003 17:27
I'm a mess, I guess.
It's what I asked for, it's what I needed.
Well, you know me better than that,
or at least you did and something happened.
But once again something's happened.
The confidence you held in us is the rope we almost hung ourselves with.
At times I wonder if we really took the steps to break right through it.
I know that there were better days, but to see the light and to feel the rays.
Life was always back and forth and we were idling or making useless progress.
Waiting for the rain to stop.
Destination: beautiful.
Seems that I'm still waiting for the sun.
Someday will come back to us, if you're willing let it go.
Why won't you just let this be your sun?
It seems like yesterday we had the world our way.
But some day we're heading for destruction.
I'll ask you "What in the world should we do?"
This light is green our break is through.
Are we not trying or are we trying too hard?
Well, you know I never want to miss,
I hold on tight and reminisce.
But it's bittersweet to me.
When time stands still as it's trapped inside
the letterbox you gave back to me.
But I'm the one who keeps on reading.
But I'm the one who wants to let it go.
I'm the first to speak.
You're the last to know.
Another scene that we're creating,
I need to know if we're still making useless progress
-sun
Sometimes I run, but I'm not afraid.
Why must you bring up all the mistakes I've made?
(S)he makes me smile, but you come around.
The wind in her(his) hair reflects the sunset I see.
You make it seem like yesterday.
But we've come a long way out of the rain.
Can't seem to figure out what happens after this.
Why can't I?
Why must you say I made a mess out of things?
I won't believe it.
Tonight feels right like I'm dancing on air.
I'll make it right, I'll make it right.
Pull over to the station and fill up on fuel.
But will I do?
Sometimes I drive or ride with my eyes closed tight
because if the skyline looks this way then I don't want to sleep tonight.
Never giving up, always seeking light,
we must always try, try with all our might.
-skyline drive