Lying on the floor in reverie The ceiling must get bored looking down on me On a trail of thought through wild trees And the wistful sound of breaking leaves I know you thought we were together You hoped we'd made it through But now my mind will always wander, wander back to you I can't to seem to shake the memories Of all that chipped away in disbelief On a trail of thought through wild trees And the wistful sound of breaking leaves I know you thought we were together You hoped we'd made it through But now my mind will always wander, wander back to you I know you thought we were together You hoped we'd made it through But now my mind will always wander, wander back to you