| Something saved me |
| I was doing eighty |
| Driving down the wrong side of the road |
| I was angry |
| That no one left to chase me |
| But no one asks the sun if it gets cold |
| Doesn’t matter where I’m going |
| I don’t wanna stay |
| You could tell me that you love me every day |
| I always end up choosing blue |
| And somehow end up losing you |
| I’d rather if you never knew |
| That most of all my sadness comes from a place before you |
| Somethings changing |
| I was only eighteen |
| When I felt a daydream turn on me |
| I was flying |
| Like a feather |
| I was lonely but we were together |
| I’ll never get to explain |
| Doesn’t matter where I’m going |
| I don’t wanna stay |
| You could tell me that you love me every day |
| I always end up choosing blue |
| And somehow end up losing you |
| I’d rather if you never knew |
| That most of all my sadness comes from a place before you |
| I always end up choosing blue |
| And somehow end up losing you |
| I’d rather if you never knew |
| That most of all my sadness comes from a place before you |
| I always end up choosing blue |
| And somehow end up losing you |
| I’d rather if you never knew |
| That most of all my sadness comes from a place before you |
| I always end up choosing blue |
| And somehow end up losing you |