St. louis misery
The summer highlightI don't want to dream about color changing eyes.
I hope your resting well. I hope while your tangled up in his words you'll think of mine.
And I know that you know you'll never guy like me.
You’ll never ever find a guy like me.
You’ll never find someone one cares quite like me.
Just what were you thinking.
And I got the luck you lost.
But you don’t know just what you want.
Don’t pretend you’re crying just because you know I am.
You’ll look back on this I swear.
I bet that you wish you could come back. I wish that you would come back.
I’m used to waking in central time, dancing in that Midwest sunshine.
Where the airs never felt so warm.
I wish I could give back your wasted time.
Working and trying and hoping and failing.
What a wasted night.
Maybe one day could look at you and simply I thought you looked at me when I thought this would mean something.
There’s nothing I could say to make this right.
Make this last.
Put that look back in your eyes.
Now I’m stuck in Eastern Time.
I guess I’ll see you next time.
And I got the luck you lost.
But you don’t know just what you want.
Don’t pretend you’re crying just because you know I am.
You’ll look back on this I swear.
I bet that you wish you could come back. I wish that you would come back.
Can you feel the breeze on your hips?
Can you feel my taste on your lips?
I'm blowing kisses 500 miles away.
Can you feel the breeze on your hips?
Can you feel my taste on your lips?
I'm blowing kisses.
And I got the luck you lost.
But you don’t know just what you want.
Don’t pretend you’re crying just because you know I am.
You’ll look back on this I swear.
I bet that you wish you could come back. I wish that you would come back.
And I got the luck you lost.
But you don’t know just what you want.
Don’t pretend you’re crying just because you know I am.
You’ll look back on this I swear.
(I know you want it back. I know you want it, baby.)
I bet that you wish you could come back. I wish that you would come back.