i left you a note on the table i hope it finds you out i hope it don't hurt like it did, cause i'd just blame myself and i know its for me that i'm out on the streets bleeding nightly for these people i meet but its you who i long for when i cannot sleep it's enough it could drive me to drink
and i am almost nowhere and i'm getting there fast you're the hope in my cold stare you're the drink in my hand
when i picked up you broke into tears said you weren't busy enough still don't know why you need me and my broken down love every second that ticks your voice rings in my ears and the memories flood back from all of our years and i tell you its ok, there's nothing to fear and i secretly hope i am right
and i am almost nowhere and i'm getting there fast you're the hope in my cold stare you're the drink in my hand
i left you last week and you told me "go on and follow your dreams" i think about that lately still i don't know what it means because you're what i dream of when i wake alone as i drift away as we talk on the phone you're all i want and that's all that i know and i still just can't wait to get home
and i am almost nowhere and i'm getting there fast you're the hope in my cold stare you're the drink in my hand