I think you got ahead of me you got ahead of me
walking back towards the sea and moving steadily
as far as the eye can see all is empty
no sign of anything resembling the living
so baby come home don't you leave me all alone
the knots you make ties you break life you take all adds up to nothing

nothing but
when you don't play by the rules
the days turn black and blue
i guess you got some things to do
i'll remember you

these are not the eyes of me
it's just a side of me
rising like the tide of sea
nothing more surprises me
slip away so quietly
I am ready walking down the side of me
please come cry with me

i think you got the best of me because the rest of me
has lost all feeling with no signs of healing
how can i just let it be when everything
isn't how it ought to be it's my autobiography
so when the wind blows will you hit that lonely road
and never look back at what might have come to pass so it became nothing

nothing cuz
when you don't play by the rules
the days turn black and blue
i guess you got some things to do
i'll remember you

I fell down from the top of the world
it's my farewell party
i'll sail off into the setting sun (hey now)
I fell down from the top of the world
and these words of parting
were written with love just for you

please don't think less of me
because the better me
that stands right next to me
waits for me to set it free
I am what i used to be
to confused to see
hasn't gotten used to me
Root, trunk, branch, leaf

that's the way it's supposed to go
I'm one my shoulder knows
asking them to hold the boat
this the fit we chose to throw
cold nights and lonely roads
I want you to know that you're the only one that makes this life so beautiful

say it like you mean it like you believe it
cuz i best believe in going with the season
i appreciate you telling me cuz i was wondering
why my ears are ringing from each and every evening
so off i go back to things i used to know
and when I look back the good and the bad times that we had all add up to something

something cuz
when you don't play by the rules
the days turn black and blue
i guess you got some things to do
i'll remember you

when you don't play by the rules
the days turn black and blue
i guess you got some things to do
i'll remember you