You where in my dream last night Like every night since two years ago I think my dream is trying to tell my something And I say “tell me something I don't already know”
Just pour me a drink so I can refuse To raise my glass to these sad and worn out midnight shoes In my next dream I want a pair of cowboy boots The kind that walks the straight out stand out most loose Anywhere but back to you
Here we are down the same old streets Here we are when nothing to say Your little hand turned out make it into hers But she puts it in the pocket and looks away
I keep my eys on the sidewalk Something flippable like I die I wanna know how you forgive someone Someone you forgive and so many times