Texty:
Brandi Carlile Brandi Carlile

Hello, I'm looking for a friend I lost some time ago Your mother says she wants her girl back home Sometimes you think you've found yourself You really

I was born when I met you, now, I'm dying to forget you And that is what I know Though I dreamed I would fall like a wounded cannonball Sinking down with

There's a candle in the corner It keeps reminding me of you It's how you lit it on my birthday Sometimes I miss the things you do But then you'd turn

It's not the end of the world It's not even over but it will be soon I never learn my lessons, I just change my tune And no one seems to notice but you

I left home a long, long time ago In a tin can for the road with a suitcase and some songs Chasing miles through the nighttime making tracks With no time

Around here, it's the hardest time of year Waking up, the days are even gone The collar of my coat, Lord help me, cannot help the cold The rain drops

I went out looking for the answers And never left my town I'm no good at understanding But I'm good at standing ground And when I asked a corner preacher

I don't mind if my heart don't beat and the sun don't shine They'll get theirs, you'll get yours and I'll get mine It used to be that everything was easy

Life is too short to waste all your time Running too quickly to the finish line Time is a track, it's ready and set And the longer you live, the closer