girl in a bar, waiting for someone to come and
sit next to her, start to make everything better,
isn’t that the dream we carry in our heads?
the one that wakes us in our beds?
it’s 3am, but you’re not sleeping..
girl in a bar, laughing with friends, laughter comes
much easier, now the workday’s ended,
isn’t that the way we try to ease the ache?
catch our breath between mistakes?
anything to take the edge off..
you were born in a small town orbiting around New York,
you were warned to stay away from dreams you can’t afford,
now you’re torn between a comfortable routine,
and something more..
leaving alone, she shuffles to her car,
only a few blocks from home, she will drive there slowly,
isn’t that the time we look back on the day?
wonder where it got away,
were we ever on the right track?
you were born in a small town orbiting around New York,
you were warned to stay away from dreams you can’t afford,
now you’re torn between this comfortable routine,
and something more, a reason for a
girl in a bar, waiting for someone to come and
sit next to her, start to make everything better,
isn’t that the dream we carry in our heads?
the one that wakes us in our beds?
it’s 3am, but you’re not sleeping…
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