Life is a mystery, everyone must stand alone I hear you call my name And...
[too $hort] It's that high The pussy's just like dope It's that dope Even, if,...
I'm coming, i'm coming home to you I'm alive, i'm a mess I can't wait...
I wanna kiss you in Paris I wanna hold your hand in Rome I wanna...
I could be mean I could be angry You know I could be just like...
On a mantle made of oakwood There's a photograph from...
What i'd give to be you for an hour or...
I'd like to hike the appalachian I've tossed it around...
I still dont know what i was waiting for And...
She slees with the windows open Yet she's still locked...
As the lights go down The drumming clown Whistled a...
A young man sits by the riversied Watching the sunset...
Lover, there will be another one Who'll hover over you...
On a mantle made of oakwood There's a photograph from...
This song was mostly written on a train ride Down...