You're gone in a flash,
running so fast.
You're like a hurricane
ten miles wide.
There's a quiver in your lips.
like you're begging for a kiss,
I guess your pa**ions have all run dry.
You stare down at your feet,
keep your eyes on every step.
You're moving to the beat of an old song in your head;
staring at a girl in the corner of the room,
I remember why I stay alive.
I been on your mind,
guess that's good enough.
Good enough of a reason
to feel loved.
Something we never talked about
and you'd never explain,
is how you got to where you are with someone else's name;
and I ought to hate you by now
but I can't give up on you.
October's at the storm door coloring the lawn,
and I'm in a strange house with a girl I hardly know
but she'd have to tear down the sky
to be as cool as you.
I don't want to hear you,
I don't want to see your face,
but if you were here right now I'd ask you to stay.
I been on your mind,
guess that's good enough.
Good enough of a reason to feel loved.
(I guess that's good enough)
It's six in the morning.
I'm waiting on a friend,
waiting for that sun to come slipping in.
I swear it's always been lonely wherever I was.
But now I got ladies looking after me;
there's a new dress in the kitchen where yours used to be.
I feel like whoever I was,
I ain't that man no more.
I been on your mind,
guess that's good enough.
Good enough of a reason to feel loved.
(I guess that's good enough)