they won't even know, by pat Subscribe to rss feed for pat

Holding my head as I jump as high as the ground
I'm falling as high as the clouds
So, fly away with me
I'll take you around 
we'll race for the mornings end

The summer comes and we
try for what's left of this dream
I'm calling you back to say
"I love you" to fix my mistakes

Some say we can't live 
life without any faith
or pride for the roads that we take
Pick me up
let me in
I feel so out of place
I feel like I'm ready to go

Oh, and it's just like you
to act like you don't even care
Oh, and it's just like me
to go home in this state

You can break yourself away 
do it all alone
and they won't even know

and you can thank your Dad and God
that you've got a home
it's somewhere 
to go
Posted: 2014-02-09 03:26:18 UTC

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