trying to find a river or a train to take things miles behind
You'll look when you awake and I won't be here
So faithfully we haunt, but ghosts like me, we disappear
I'll try to turn back as my bridges burn
but they'll crumble to the water as if saying that I can't return
Then the smoke from the billows it'll burn my eyes
so I'll run like the devil with the devil always close behind
Baby, you'll be fine if you're not mine
Nothing's ever meant much but you mean most
Still, I've always been better at pushing back than drawing close
When there's blood on the rails or sea in my lungs
know I never stopped running toward
the aimless, senseless dream I loved
...and you were always loved
But there's somebody who'll never let their arms grow tired
of keeping you afloat as they let their love flood true and wild
Fall into their river and don't break free,
sink to the bottom where you'll drown the very last thought of me
Baby, you'll be fine if you're not mine
If I try rebuilding bridges, or the waves run dry
and I crawl across the river bed and find my way to the starting side
Where I beg you for forgiving with my honest lines
know I'm lying like the devil with the devil lying at my side
Go and hide within the walls of the love you'll find
and push me from your heart and block me out of your tender mind
Baby, you'll be fine if you're not mine
Baby, you'll be fine if you're not mine
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