I know when you are at your best and it hurts to watch you so wrecked we left our marks on the city streets drink away those thoughts of me and I guess I cant expect to be the center of your thoughts a strange idea I thought you're tired of running lost hide under your sheets with promises to keep but I can move along if you let me a beautiful form left me gazing in the air you once stood on acceptance is the key to emotion but hope is my new friend I think I'd like to say that you're mine to keep stay secret, quiet affair I dont want to hear what you've been or where hide under your sheets with promises to keep but I can move along if you let me hide under your sheets with promises to keep but I can move along if you let me and I guess I can't expect to be the center of your thoughts a strange idea I thought you're tired of running lost