Album: Overshare
Friday night, with my friends, we go to different parties
Drawn by lights and heartache, looking
different places for hope and singing to the stars above
And God knows, we've wasted oh so many chances
But the lines on our faces only seem to grow with our love
The mind the heart and the spirit of...
Common sense, don't make no sense to me
I'm free to go, free as a man can be
And if life here was simple we could lead a life less
sinful. Less obvious and meaningful but this place is
filled with people like you who like to have a drink or two
As you light the cigarette and make your way down my bed
We both know and understand that we all look different
places for hope, like making love without falling in love
Goodnight Warsaw, sleep tight don't go
Droppin' them dreams in the river below
You've got too much pride I know