Without a window to see through
I did my time, in here without you
Slept on the floor down in LBC
Lead me back home under the marqueeIt seems like misery loves misery
My favorite songs, they keep me company
So many memories come down to this
I'm maybe lost but I'm not hopelessI heard that sound a mile away
I heard that sound a mile away
All those things I wish that I could say
I heard that sound a mile awayCame in like static off the TV
This kind of thing never goes easy
I meant to tell you but you were gone
I tried to get it right, I got it all wrongSat outside the show with nowhere else
Nowhere else to go
Doors shut I can't say
It sure does sound good to me! Woah!
Composição: Joe Gittleman / MIke Herrera.
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