It's only elementary feeling
Sticking to the sidewalk
Stepping over patience
Looking over shoulder
Asking for direction
I need separation
Wrecked imagination
Taking up my time
You must have an opinion
It hasn't crossed my mind
I get hung up on epiphanies
That never come in time
Just name it
I'll do what I have to
You can test my patience
I contest the way this things
Turning into karma
Coming down the aisle
Stepping at my heels
Waiting in the driveway
I can't bring it home
Getting desperate for reason
I got back in line
I get hung up on epiphanies
That never come in time
Getting desperate for reason
I got back in line
Never needed it to be here
Its not the brightest kind
A strong comment here is specific: the phrase you keep hearing, the mood you come back for, or the reason this song stays in rotation.
Sign in to post the first listener note. Reporting stays open to everyone.