all this s*** has left me with a clouded mind or is it cloud nine
pretending today was a day and tonight was a night
it doesn't matter, it was mine, it was our own
and I wouldn't trade it for anything
but I'm not going to wade in it or wait with baded breath for it
those mornings we laugh for miles
and mornings we're asleep for days
when your elbows are on the pane
and your face is pressed up against the glass, looking at a world
with no should have's or would have's or could have's
it's bound to crash down, it's bound to shatter
so we made maybe a word only whispered once
the alcohol just couldn't heal the wounds anymore
and maybe I'll mean this apology, wait, let me clear my throat
(enter sarcastic tone) cause I'm sorry... it's just that
and maybe if the winter hadn't killed the sunset
and maybe if the summer air hadn't left you
I wouldn't have needed to walk for miles
chasing fireworks with these wide-eyed friends of mine
I swear it snowed in August because home has never felt so cold
pretending today was a day and tonight was a night
it doesn't matter, it was mine, it was our own
and I wouldn't trade it for anything
but I'm not going to wade in it or wait with baded breath for it
those mornings we laugh for miles
and mornings we're asleep for days
when your elbows are on the pane
and your face is pressed up against the glass, looking at a world
with no should have's or would have's or could have's
it's bound to crash down, it's bound to shatter
so we made maybe a word only whispered once
the alcohol just couldn't heal the wounds anymore
and maybe I'll mean this apology, wait, let me clear my throat
(enter sarcastic tone) cause I'm sorry... it's just that
and maybe if the winter hadn't killed the sunset
and maybe if the summer air hadn't left you
I wouldn't have needed to walk for miles
chasing fireworks with these wide-eyed friends of mine
I swear it snowed in August because home has never felt so cold