I am stuck in L.A.
Through the week and cant get away
And you're alone on the pier
In West Palm Beach on your holiday
Stormy night, re-awake
The stomach ache that I've acquired
From feeling down, things look grim
And I'm so sick of being tired
Apartment lights go dark
And its depressing but what can I do?
The midnight streets feel dead
When I am so used to driving with you
Brighter lights fill the night and
Bluer skies reflect in your eyes
As I inspect and analyze
All of these dreams I don't recognize
If you're still up when the ships
In the port prepare to set sail
Comb the beach and put those blue flowers
Up in your ponytail
Inside my head, you're voice is still
Resounding but what can I do?
Empty rooms feel cold when I am
So used to being with you
Count the stars, watch the waves
Absorb the summer sun and think of me
When you explore hidden coves
And tiny island chains throughout the sea
Can you still, hear my voice
When I'm outside from over the phone?
For what its worth, darling, dear
I wish you were here 'cause I feel alone
When you were home, we'd sing
But since you've left I don't hear anything
Though I feel so sad
I can't believe things are really that bad
Old captains and brand new cruise ships
Sailing over the briny sea
When I crashed my beloved desk job
And swim through the debris
I'll cut loose leave this mad house
All for the Atlantic blue
I'll stroll down your tree lined driveway
And sail the ocean with you

KORREKTUREN ÃœBERMITTELN