It's Okay, I don't even cry all I think about is a memory in that dream when you kissed my arm as I look away, don't hear a word I say
That maybe when I die I get to be a car driving in the night lighting up the dark. something in your voice sparks a little hope I'll wait up for that noise your voice becomes my home
Long way round, don't care what I find A little thunder's good, I thought maybe you would but it's okay, we all feel left out sometimes growing up, it can get you down.
I give you some thing that no one's gonna to give you my sleepin' skin and my heart deep down in you I'll never tell you, but you're my little scar Goodbyes are hard and they're hard and they're hard
Maybe when I die I get to be a car driving in the night Lighting up the dark Something in your voice, sparks a little hope Ill wait up for that noise your voice become my home