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