Another night spent overthinking. When I was through I made a promise to myself. I'll have to trust my word is good. False notions make decisions. And I made mine this time around. For what it's worth, I tried. Lay it all on the line. Long conversations with myself don't seem to get me anywhere. While highway miles pa** me by and headlights pa** for starlight. These tired eyes need rest. False notions make decisions. And I made mine this time around. For what it's worth, I tried. Lay it all on the line. Like lying in traffic. Hope they stay between the lines.