Texty: Jonatha Brooke. Plumb. West Point.

I?m retravelling this lifeline that?s so close to home
We are on our way to West Point
Where your perfect, blond cousin will throw his hat up
In the air
And we will watch it fall
And I?m still the girl that loved you
When your eyes were open wide
And I?m still the girl that wandered on and I?m still the girl
That lied
?Cause when I?d tell the truth, you would run and hide

But my hands get shaky and I think of all the reasons
And I start to drink
I get lonely, get depressed, don?t sleep well nights, can?t
Get dressed
I can?t help myself

You?ll order beer and a sandwich, at the bar at the hotel
And you?ll want to tell me something
Just like every other time
And our hopes will rise,
And we will watch them fall
You?re still written in my days, all the pages coming
Back to me
I will carry you along, singing discreetly
Old raincoat, two lives, no boyfriend, no wife
Don?t want to die here and nobody know
Don?t want to die here and nobody know

But my hands get shaky and I think of all the reasons
And I start to drink
I get lonely, get depressed, don?t sleep well nights,
Can?t get dressed, can?t help myself
I get lonely, get depressed, don?t sleep well nights
Can?t get dressed
Don?t want to die here and nobody know
Don?t want to die here and nobody know
Don?t want to die here and nobody know
Don?t want to die...here