A long trip home locked in the van
Sometimes it's a graveyard for hopes and dreams
It seems the earth keeps getting smaller and smaller
I want to dig a deep hole and fall out the other side
I found you,
I found you,
I found you,
but I have to lose you now
I built a garden
I planted all the seeds
But never waited for them to grow
You're all I think about on those days when
The world looks so much better
from my bedroom window
So it goes, I am waste on the distance
I was never worth waiting around you
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