I'm clinging stubbornly to the little momentum I've got left swallowed up by apathy, inertia has me in its debt redoubling my efforts still I can't get my head on straight I've got my resolutions and a brand new checklist that won't cooperate I'm overwhelmed by wasted days
and if you'd been different, well maybe I'd have stayed but if I'd been different, I wouldn't have wanted you to change there was nothing about you that seemed to suggest there was any reason for me to second guess and they passed silently, those wasted days
know when to get out, when you're on top or as high as you can get you may not have won the gold but take your consolation prize and go
and every year I make a plan to be anywhere but here so determined to drive away that I forget to steer but there's no shame in coming home to rebuild a bridge you burned as long as you don't forget the lessons you've learned maybe then, they weren't wasted daysTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
