Из альбома: Brainjunk
Hi, it's me sorry it's so late
The trip was hard that made you wait
You can yell and scream and not be heard
Low, on promises that were made
A love song rarely played
Is "goodbye" your only word?
And she said "Oh dear god
Give me one good reason
Why I should stay here
One more season with him.
This guy is so full of holes
And when he rains he pours."
You say that you are here for me
But where we are is far from home
Have the children gone to sleep?
Now I can't afford to waste my time
Fearing that I've left my prime
Can't be wrong so I must be right