Running Speed

If I was a salesman

In a new town each year

I'd write you a postcard

Wishing that you were here

And I'll be a writer

And write on my own

But twenty years later

What the hell do I know?

I could be a doctor

With lives on the line

But let down was never

A skill that I prized

Now that my best friend is across the ocean again

I'm moving too fast to pretend

And I'm too tired to stand, does that make me a man?

No I'll stick to singing

And write a sad song

For every new lover

That comes along

And one day a father

I'll learn to love someone else

More than another

Much more than myself

Now every part of me, is saying to give her room to breath

Except that my heart has no beat, though its moving my feet

And I'm at running speed

Well each and every blessing comes with, knowing what could be lost

I'll try not to worry, but its nothing that time and the sun cannot solve

Every night I've been dreaming still I can't recall a single one

And that makes me nervous, cause if I'm not awake I've been sleeping too long