Second Chances – October Fall
I’m sick of second chances
Cigarettes turn to ashes
I’m standing under street signs
To know the places I’ve been my whole life
I watch the hours pass us
Another one burns to ashes
I’m waiting for your phone call
To come and save me so you can break my fall
I will stand outside, wait for you to come find me
I will keep on my light by my bed till you get home
And I won’t sleep tonight, till you get home
I won’t sleep tonight, till you get home
My bed light’s burning brighter
Boiled like a boxed in fighter
You’ve got me fighting pillows
My eyes just won’t close till you’re at my side
The hours slip to morning
I see the sun coming up
I’m turning off the TV
I’m watching faster than you gave up on me
I will stand outside, wait for you to come find me
I will keep on my light by my bed till you get home
And I won’t sleep tonight, till you get home
I won’t sleep tonight, till you get home
I got your letters that you sent to me
And it feel likes summer
But your far away from me
When I need you here
I will stand outside, wait for you to come find me
I will keep on my light by my bed till you get home
And I won’t (I won’t) sleep tonight, till you get home
I won’t (I won’t) sleep tonight, till you get home
That song says quite a bit a guess. It makes me pretty sad, but that’s all I have been feeling when I’m not laughing obnoxiously with whomever I’m talking to. Maybe it’s desperation for the right person to talk to about everything, or maybe it’s a sign for a change in my lifestyle but whatever it may be, I’m not happy with it. And I kind of wish the right person was there to maybe just think back into last year and ask the right thing.
And now, a random horoscope that I read this week on Yahoo.
From September 5th:
That one hottie is acting so weird you’re not really sure whether they’re hitting on you or brushing you off. Just play along as best you can and the mystery will eventually be fully revealed.
I basically just laughed my butt off. Nobody hits on me.
