Bathed in sunlight woke from
dreams of murderous intention
pursued by dogs and men and things
i'm just too scared to mention
and the first thing that i think of
are her sympathetic eyes
that see with only positive emotion
And she talks of being grumpy
but i know that grumpy's not her style
and i soak up all her beauty
'cause i'm only here a while
i muddle through my docket, and nestle in the pocket
i just sit back and think about the world
And the only thing i see
when she's looking back at me
is the promise of how life could be
And as i wrote my chest got tight for her
i know i'm not right for her
i couldn't live if i ever caused her pain
But at least i have a message that i can leave
that tells her of this spin inside
my gears turning. i'm still learning to trust myself
but at least i've told her of this difficult good-bye...
Seven minutes before i'm leaving
and now my chest is heaving
i just can't go like i did before
and tomorrow i'll be miles away and dreaming
that she hears my voice floating through the floor
And tomorrow i'll be miles away and dreaming
that she hears my voice floating through the floor...
through the floor
That she hears my voice
Tomorrow i'll be miles away and dreaming
that she hears my voice floating through the floor