Well I know that I'm weak at best, at times, but I care about those things that he doesn't care, to see, but i can So tell me what he thinks of you
Run to the man on the side of the bed he asks questions of things left unsaid yeah, yeah, yeah Run to the girl on the side of the hill she asks questions
Pretty lady wont you come to the place that i call home away from home when im on the road and im not sleeping when you're not breathing so we just fall
