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You're gone in a flash, |
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running so fast. |
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You're like a hurricane |
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ten miles wide. |
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There's a quiver in your lips. |
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like you're begging for a kiss, |
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I guess your passions have all run dry. |
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You stare down at your feet, |
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keep your eyes on every step. |
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You're moving to the beat of an old song in your head; |
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staring at a girl in the corner of the room, |
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I remember why I stay alive. |
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I been on your mind, |
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guess that's good enough. |
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Good enough of a reason |
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to feel loved. |
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Something we never talked about |
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and you'd never explain, |
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is how you got to where you are with someone else's name; |
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and I ought to hate you by now |
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but I can't give up on you. |
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October's at the storm door coloring the lawn, |
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and I'm in a strange house with a girl I hardly know |
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but she'd have to tear down the sky |
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to be as cool as you. |
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I don't want to hear you, |
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I don't want to see your face, |
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but if you were here right now I'd ask you to stay. |
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I been on your mind, |
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guess that's good enough. |
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Good enough of a reason to feel loved. |
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(I guess that's good enough) |
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It's six in the morning. |
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I'm waiting on a friend, |
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waiting for that sun to come slipping in. |
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I swear it's always been lonely wherever I was. |
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But now I got ladies looking after me; |
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there's a new dress in the kitchen where yours used to be. |
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I feel like whoever I was, |
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I ain't that man no more. |
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I been on your mind, |
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guess that's good enough. |
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Good enough of a reason to feel loved. |
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(I guess that's good enough) |
