I stayed awake just long enough to see you.
Remember Winnipeg, and feeling simpler back then?
I took a week off from my band and flew out,

It was a Saturday, I saw you waiting by the plane.

I was always in a way just a long shot;

I was never in the clear of that.
I am lucky just to be a potential,
but I will always make a mess of that.


I traded symmetry for everything I loved.
I took my feelings out and I had told you I was done.

I know your mistakes,
does that bother you that I found where they stay?
Can I reach you yet?

I stood up so fast and I let you down.
It was the first time that I heard,
I heard that sound.

It filled my head with the darkest shade of black
and I found you there.
I realized then that I was just a little sad,

and I left you there.

I was always in a way just a long shot;

I was never in the clear of that.
I am lucky just to be a potential,
but I will always make a mess of that.


I was always in a way just a long shot;
I was never in the clear of that.

I am lucky just to be a potential,
but I will always make a mess of that.


I was always in a way just a long shot;
I was never in the clear of that.
I am lucky just to be a potential,

but I will always make a mess of that.