And ever since I left it all
I really felt I left you down
But we could count stories with my sheets--two lovers in a noisy town
The good times don't mean shit when I'm relying on telephone lines to keep you from crying, so you don't
leave me
And I must pray
Forgive me for saying, "Was this a mistake?"
But we can dream
But's it's a complicated mess, and what it comes down to is just me
What if we touch lips just this once, and a blindfold leads to sinning?
And she said:
Holding my hand makes me comfortable, and just surround me with loving, baby
Not gonna wait around, cause I'm falling down and you're leaving town
Thought she was fearfully free
And i just made up my mind, just in time for you to leave me
Not that that's out of the way
Invested all of our time, for threee great years we had a good scare
Now come give me a sign that you're not messing with my mind
And I must pray
Forgive me for saying, "Was this a mistake?"
But we can dream
Holding my hand makes me comfortable, and just surround me with loving, baby
Not gonna wait around, cause I'm falling down and you're leaving town
Thought she was fearfully free
And i just made up my mind, just in time for you to leave me
Not that that's out of the way
Invested all of our time, for threee great years we had a good scare
Now come give me a sign that you're not messing with my mind
And i just made up my mind, just in time for you to leave me
Not that that's out of the way
Invested all of our time, for threee great years we had a good scare
Now come give me a sign that you're not messing with my mind
Artist: Timothy B. Schmit
Artist: Sinikka Langeland
Artist: The Chromatics