More musings on human relations. Part of the Tomology.
Lyrics
I know you don’t need me as your friend
But you can hang here for a while
The story you left behind will end
But then there’ll always be more trials
You could be one, you’re on your way
You could be gone so far away
There’s never enough to make the grade
There’s only the hours in this day
You might lose your mind this time
But you won’t find it, you won’t find it,
You are not designed to tow the line
So many times that I looked for the answer
So many times that I fell so low
So many times that I reached out to touch you
So many times that you let me go
I knew you’d be wondering where I’ve been
But sometimes I just need my space
I heard that you’re coming back again
Maybe we can find that place
I can be bad when you’re so good
But I could be better if you understood
Sometimes it’s not what it seems to be
It just doesn’t mean that much to me