And I keep coming back, and I keep coming back to you.
Like deja vu,
I feel like I've been here many times before.
Like I know what's about to happen
Even though I know I can't change a thing.
The moment I lose my train of thought
And the feeling is gone,
I'm right back inside my mind
Wondering where I've been all of this time.
The streets turn black, at night,
While I wait for you in the moon light.
But you never show, no you'll never know.
But I keep coming back to, I keep coming back to you.
I have to believe
In a world outside my own mind.
I have to believe
That my actions somehow still have meaning,
Even if I can't remember
How I got to where I'm at,
I have to believe,
That when my eyes are closed you're still somewhere out there.
The streets turn black, at night,
While I wait for you in the moon light.
But you never show, no you'll never know.
But I keep coming back to, I keep coming back to you.
The streets turn black, at night,
While I wait for you in the moon light.
But you never show, no you'll never know.
But I keep coming back to, I keep coming back to you.
And I keep coming back, and I keep coming back to you.
And I keep coming back, and I keep coming back to you.
The streets turn black, at night,
While I wait for you in the moon light.
But you never show, no you'll never know.
But I keep coming back to, I keep coming back to you.
The streets turn black, at night,
While I wait for you in the moon light.
But you never show, no you'll never know.
But I keep coming back to, I keep coming back to you.