where is the reason? don’t blame it on me.
blame it on my wild heart.
[i think the heart broke long ago. thats when i needed you.]
i’m leaving.
you say i don’t even know how to start.
//
i’m looking for a little more than a drink and a walk up the street. i’ve got something more in mind…
you walk the world but most of what you’re looking for is under your nose.
