12:44 AM, Yet Honestly.
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Box after box & you're still by my side,
the weather is changing & breaking my stride.
I know, i know, i know- it's just this day.
House after house, just like car after car,
you see club after club & it all seems so far.
I know, i know, i know- what else are we here for?
Stick your hands inside of my pockets,
keep them warm while i'm still here.
Tell them this love hasn't changed me, hasn't changed me at all.
Last night I was writing about you,
i know my screaming & shouting won't keep you.
I know, i know, i know- you're still my love.
I act all cool on the outside, pretending not to care.
But inside i'm singing, "I know, I know, I know, you're still my love".
the weather is changing & breaking my stride.
I know, i know, i know- it's just this day.
House after house, just like car after car,
you see club after club & it all seems so far.
I know, i know, i know- what else are we here for?
Stick your hands inside of my pockets,
keep them warm while i'm still here.
Tell them this love hasn't changed me, hasn't changed me at all.
Last night I was writing about you,
i know my screaming & shouting won't keep you.
I know, i know, i know- you're still my love.
I act all cool on the outside, pretending not to care.
But inside i'm singing, "I know, I know, I know, you're still my love".
