Im coming back again, but please dont ask me when, I dont know
Im counting down the days, Im counting down the days, until we go
Im counting all the ways, Im counting all the ways to make good
On all the promises, I said I would do all that I could

But sometimes love has a funny way of sneaking up on you
And sometimes pain doesnt hurt as bad as you expect it to
And sometimes we find a way to climb out of the darkest holes
But sometimes we find it easier to just do what were told

But you are not what they wanted you to be
And I am not what they wanted me to be
And this is not how we thought that it would be
But its okay

Im going back and forth, I dont know which ways north in my mind
I try to see thru you, but every time I do I feel blind
The careful words I say, hardly help to convey what I thought
And every time I try, to tell a harmless lie, I get caught