Tekstovi: Brandtson. 12th & Middle.

two of us sitting alone again in silence wondering what your eyes might see me as this time sometimes i wish you thought out loud it's so much different now you and i meeting again another circle better than nothing at all i'm glad we came sometimes i wish that we could change and make it past this somehow and all along i never thought we were wrong you said it once we were different from the start what words could i say we sit and we wait in waiting rooms knowing the end can't come too soon i want you to understand my life i wanted you to know and i wanted you to see and understand this side of my life