Tyler Burkhart St. Monica's Parking Lot
You wake up from the dream again
Not sure what it means
But you've got to follow it
You're fraying at the seams
I remember places
And they're meaningless to most
But their magic captures me
And I can lose control
It's been a long time coming
You've wasted years just looking back
But now the present is here
And your past is your past
I've loved you a long time
Seen inside your skin
Thought my love could help you
But I was just a kid
Your dad was no father
Left when you were young
Turned his back and took your song
A melody unsung
It's been a long time coming
You've wasted years just looking back
But now the present is here
And your past is your past