Another night spent overthinking.
When I was through I made a promise to myself.
I'll have to trust my word is good.
False notions make decisions.
And I made mine this time around.
For what it's worth, I tried.
Lay it all on the line.
Long conversations with myself don't seem to get me anywhere.
While highway miles pa** me by and headlights pa** for starlight.
These tired eyes need rest.
False notions make decisions.
And I made mine this time around.
For what it's worth, I tried.
Lay it all on the line.
Like lying in traffic.
Hope they stay between the lines.