Telling You that i'm leaving
Is the hardest thing I've ever done
Can't you see that i'm feeling
Like I'm always on the run
I think about ya in the evening
When the shows been long done
I'm drinking until i'm sleeping
So the guilt done run out of me
I chase the tail of a comet
But Fell into the sun
Sometimes I think I'm going somewhere
But I could be wrong
Man you sound great, comes a drunk yell
Sing us a song
I want to tell you the stories
But I forget by the morning
I get high on dreams it seems
But real life keeps calling me
I get high on dreams it seems
Someone tell em i'm busy
I counted up my yesterday's
And take a guess at my tomorrow's
My jacket smells like IPAs
And I'm feeling a bit hollow
But all the cheers they buoy me
Make me believe in myself
But Maybe I just fooling me
Sometimes I just can't tell
Tonight i'm running hot and
All my hits are landing
I wish that could see me now
I wish you were happy
Back home where the nights are cold
And books and blankets run thick
I can't tell if I'm a little too high
Or maybe just homesick
I get high on dreams it seems
But real life keeps calling me
I get high on dreams it seems
Someone tell em i'm busy