The Grey
If I could crawl behind those eyes
I'd rearrange all of the lies
Til' they formed a straight answer
Three months spent stranded in the grey
Patiently wasting away
A delicate disaster
We navigated though the snow
And clouds of our breath in the cold
Back to your apartment
A skinny joint, a vacant couch
A record you bought in the south
A morning heavy hearted
The way the whole thing started
Tell me what you want me to be
'Fore I lose my mind
Tell me what you want me to be
If anything, if anything at all
Or I could hide inside these arms
Ignore all the signs and alarms
And hear just what I wanna
For just a little longer