I like to be alone
it's quiet, little sad
but it feels honest
and I'd like to be alone with you
it's quiet and sad
but okay
and I can be the prince of longing
and you could be my lost
what pretty faces we have seen this fall
and I broke her heart and grabbed
it hard
to reel back in
when you got
nothing to say
and I'm scared about his coming home
and I'm scared about his coming home
and I'm scared about his coming home
you've got pictures of oceans you have seen
and I want mine too
but the sun set at four here
by the time we got home
it was wet and cold
and I broke her heart and grabbed
it hard
to reel back in
when you got
nothing to say
and I'm scared about his coming home
and I'm scared about his coming home
and I'm scared about his coming home