My Life in Rooms

Here is the one Thing I've followed Here is my life My life in rooms I've been taking notes For myself Of all the things To not become So let's go for now Someplace far Let's go driving away Just for today You get so tired Of yourself Taking these no

Leaving time I'll take the blue of spring For your eyes now 'Cause you, you could use A brand new lie And all your poems and words They have left you now So I'll paint for you Something blue So now, you should come Come back to us It's a waste, that

Traveling through the wrong side of the week I tried to find a place somewhere in between But I wasted time in a room with all my needs And craved like a beast whos after things So much here to call my own So much more, claim me as their own I think