There's only so much you can do
when life feels like a runaway train
rumble past your destination


There's only so much you can say
when she stubbornly holds on to

what she knows will break you

And you try to talk her out of it, but no:

She's got a mind of her own

Lay me down / down in the river

Whipe the paint from off my brow
Take me with - to that sunlit city
Where the only time is now


You ask for her to guide you through but no
You've got to find out on your own



All of the sudden the story is over

You're left in the dark as if missing a page...Well honey,
Cut through the bull%#@!, stop pretending it's so good
If I only once saw you genuinely smiling in stead of hiding behind your imaginary rainfall


You ask for her to guide you through but no:
She's got a mind of her own


you try to talk her out of it, but no:
You try to talk me out of it, but no:

You've got to find out on your own

You've kissed those lips a million times but no

She doesn't taste like before
He doesn't taste like before