You were so complete. You made a perfect mess of my head. I should have known better. But I was bored and looking for kicks. . You were the open window.
Isn't it funny. Funny to think. I once believed you. I thought you were being straight. But what a bad joke. It's always the same. With one hand you offer.
On this useless night. With you so far away. I stand in front of this Ferris wheel. And I wonder what am I doing here. And I wonder what am I doing here.
Well I'd rather be. Walking through the tall pine trees. High. . Up above Lake Louise. And I'd rather be. Chasing after shooting stars. Than waiting for this dumb 503 T-T-C.