Sometimes I wish they'd call it quits
Instead of going round and round again
They say that I'll get over it
But I know I can't ever forget
I guess I'll let them think I can
Even though this is part of who I am
When I settle in a distant land
Those memories will have me in their hands
But they won't be what I'll be holding on to
Someone might stand beside me if they want to
And if I'm stuck in a pool of blue
Maybe love can help brighten my mood
I don't know if it's real
I don't think I got a fair deal
But I'm not sure
About those either
I don't know how to feel
Light headed and I'll reel
I'll fall onto my knees
Before the preacher
And I don't want
The shovel you'll hand me down
On this dirt plot
I'll find my own way around
Girl, I'm sorry
I'm not sure about this
But I'm not worried
So long as hold my hand