Wednesday, March 4, 2009

It might be days

I’ve gone too far from loved ones
I’ve grown too intimate with sin
It won’t be long ‘til I get home
And goddamn the day I leave again

I forget why I came here
Or why I’d ever want to stay

I hate the states between us
But soon there will be none
I make mistakes every moment of everyday
But I know this isn’t the one

I haven't heard from you in days
And lately I've kept my head down
But I swear that you'll be in my arms
Before the frost melts off the ground
I know that I have wronged you
Worse now than I ever have before
But all I need is half a chance
To make you fall for me once more

My plane lands in the morning
But it might be days 'til I arrive

I hate the states between us
But soon there will be none
I make mistakes every moment of everyday
But I know this isn’t the one

I hate the states between us
But soon there will be none
I make mistakes every moment of everyday
But I know this isn’t the one
Arizona by The Sweethearts

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