Crash Parallel Rain Delays
The sleepless nights and endless days,
Mini skirts and serving trays,
Waking up from rain delays,
And selling sex for pocket change,
And living off the alcohol,
With no one but a cab to call,
And lost inside a bathroom stall,
This carbon copy life withdrawal,
And I need, Someone to believe in.
And driving cars we cant afford,
Just to make in sure were never bored,
Living off our own accord
Between coffee grinds and corner stores
Limosinnes and cigerettes,
Chasing dreams with fishing nets
And long weekends with out regrets
Well no one here is taking bets
And I need, Someone to believe in
Yes someone to fill this space, with grace
To look into my eyes and touch my face
To make me feel alive today
Someone to make me strong
Someone to make me belong
Someone to make it all right
Someone to make me feel alive, yeah
And stretching out like rubber bands
To kiss the cheeks and shake the hands
And *pool* *halls* and wonderlands.
With strong arms and no legs to stand
And getting by on hand me downs
With your tips, your drinks, your buying rounds
Back to my old stomping grounds
Like children in the lost and found
And I need, Someone to believe in
Yes, someone to fill this space, with grace
To look into my eyes and touch my face
To make me feel alive today YEAH
