Wish you gave me your number,
Wish I could call you today,
Just to hear a voice.
I got a long way to go,
I'm getting further away.
If I didn't know the difference
Living alone would probably be ok.
It wouldn't be lonely.
I got a long way to go,
I'm getting further away.
A lot of hours to occupy,
It was easy when I didn't know you yet.
Things I have to forget.
But I better be quiet now,
I'm tired of wasting my breath
Carrying on and getting upset.
Maybe I have a problem,
But that's not what I wanted to say.
I'd prefer to say nothing.
I got a long way to go,
I'm getting further away.
Had a dream as an army man with an order just to march in my place,
While a dead enemy screams in my face.
But I better be quiet now,
I'm tired of wasting my breath
Carrying on, not over it yet.
Wish I knew what you're doing,
And why you want to do it this way, so I can't go the distance.
I got a long way to go,
I'm getting further away.
I got a long way to go,
I'm getting further away.
Monday, October 10, 2011
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Step by step, day by day, dream by dream, poem by poem.
Bec
Love you Bec. This is not mine, it's song that the one and only Elliott Smith wrote, off of his album "Figure 8".
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