We’re both drawn the same way,
But it seems I’ve been deceived
By the beauty of far away sands.
It’s an escape from where we made our plans.
Even with the vilest things we said and never meant,
The darkest of our days – they came and went, they came and went.
The scenic route you take is long,
But you’ve got the words on the tip of your tongue.
And we try our best to stay composed;
It’s what we feel versus what we know.
Even with the vilest things we said and never meant,
The darkest of our days – they came and went, they came and went.