In a dream that I cant seem to shake she is, She is standing alone by the fence I see tears in her eyes. why she cries I just dont know what a mess that I make of my days Then theres you, your a mess to be made And the dream starts to fade away So youre leaving for months at a time I help you out the door But once your gone I just stare out the window Please could you please come back home What a mess that I make of my days trying to save myself (save myself) Then theres you your a mess to be made A canvas only paint could change And a voice on the other end of the phone says Why dont you write a song about it well here it goes I was raised on someting that youll never know Id hate this place if it weren't for the waves If it werent fo r the fact that you love it Where they measure a man on the money He spends well my love is not a bank statement What a mess that I make of my days trying to save myself (save myself) Then theres you you're a mess to be made A mess to be made A mess to be made And the dream starts to fade away.