Из альбома: Gilded Stars and Zealous Hearts
somewhere to stay while i think this through
i get distracted by the sight of you
somewhere to hide from the garbage in my mind
behind the fault line
well there's nothing to see, there's nothing to be
just as sure as your smile, i'll be gone for a while
nothing to say, no reason to stay
just as sure as the past, nothing good ever lasts
all the chances i missed so far
too many ways to ignore it
caught up in getting to where we are
too late to end what we started