In a dream that i can't seem to shake she is
She is standing alone
By the fence i see tears in her eyes why she crys i just
Don't know what a mess that i make of my days
Then theres you you're a mess to be made
A mess to be made and the dream
Starts to fade away
So you're leaving for months at a time
I help you out the door
But once you're gone i just stare out the
Window please could you please come back home
What a mess that i make of my days
Trying to save myself save myself then
Theres you you're a mess to be made
A canvas only paint could change
And a voice on the other end of the phone says why
Don't you write a song about it well here goes
I was raised on something that youll never know
Id hate this place if it
Werent for the waves if it werent for the fact that you love it
Where they measure a man on the money he spends well my love
Is not a bank statement
What a mess that i make of my days trying to save myself
Save myself then theres you you're a mess
To be made a mess to be made
A mess to be made
And the dream starts to fade away