Traveling again. I know exactly how it's gonna end. The routine daydream starts as I get off. . I'm holding up the queue. Because my ticket won't go through.
People should smile more. I'm not saying there's nothing to cry for. But you've got everything laid out for you. Just close your eyes, take a deep breath and start another war.
No one move, no one speak. Please don't say that its just me. Its not just me, and even though. I wont forget, just don't want this to end. Just yet, not just yet.
All I gotta do is sit around and wait. And all I gotta do is not anticipate. And every word I said I should have taken back. And all I gotta do is get my brain on track.