Testo What Was Really Me

I should have never crossed your pathFunny how the things you want the mostShould soon be taken backSlap my own hands like a childStealing from the candy storeI think I've taken to your smileAnd I hunger for your laughDo the craziest things like look aroundWhen I know you're nowhere near meBreak my back on a songThough I know you're not there to hear itUnanswered questions lying on the coffee tableFrom a song I haven't finished since last summerBecause I never could decide how much was ginAnd how much the seaOr other incidentals clouding what was really meEverything I am is bare feet and burning sandWaiting for the calm cool hand of the seaA madman of emotions waiting for the drug effectOf the reason and the intellect to comfort meHalf the time I love you like I love the fall's first breezeAnd then you seem as distant to me as the skeletons of treesFar away outside my windowBut inside I think of youAs if I thouht hard enough I'd know which way to turnAnd what to do.I'm quite sure I'll be alrightWe all live with some distractionIt's just too bad mine will hang aroundAll day and nightLike an uninvited guestYou can't turn away, try hard as you mightLord knows, I've triedI might let it go and take a long long runQuit my job and join the coastline baking in the sun(My tape cuts off here.)