If this is what life is to me
Why am I not amazed...

Just tell me this...
Do you remember back in first grade, in the sun...

He's says he's ready
Everyone says it's time...

A cry so soft and weak
Has no chance of actually living...

Let's whisper tonight
I'll start...

I pulled up to your house on third street
My foot slammed on the pedal and my heart skipped...

Do you look at me
when i look you...

I have to admit, I'm a little scared
After everyone that never cared...

From highway to highway
Rainy morning, from the stars they say...

All these years my conscience tells me how you...
And somehow I tell myself your act is all too real...