I am stuck in L.A. through the week and cant get away And youre alone on the pier in West Palm Beach on your holiday Stormy nights, re-awake the stomach ache That Ive acquired, from feeling down Things look grim and Im so sick of being tired Apartment lights go dark and its depressing But what can I do? The midnight streets feel dead When I am so used to driving with you Brighter lights fill the night And bluer skys reflect in your eyes As I inspect and analyze All of these dreams I dont recognize If youre still up when the ships in the port prepare to set sail Comb the beach and put those blue flowers up in your ponytail Inside my head your voice is still resounding but what can I do? The empty rooms feel cold when I am so used to being with you Count the stars, watch the waves absorb the summer sun And think of me when you explore hidden coves And tiny island chains throughout the sea Can you still, hear my voice When Im outside, from over the phone? For what its worth, darling dear I wish you were here, cause I feel alone When you were home wed sing But since youve left I dont hear anything Though I feel so sad I cant believe things are really that bad Old captains and brand new cruise ships Sailing over the briny sea When I crashed my beloved desk job And swim through the debris Ill cut loose leave this mad house Bound for the Atlantic blue Ill stroll down your treelined driveway And sail the ocean with you....Owl City:- Captains and cruise ships..Good morning ^_^ ^_^
Posted on: Sun, 19 Oct 2014 05:20:59 +0000