Go there and watch it all float away while the sun goes down.
I want to float down a river. At least i’d know which way the river is flowing.
You make plans… God laughs and says maybe this?
Why is it when you have a wicked time and you start living your plan, things change? Here’s to living with the changes…
You need to notice it’s always the wrong girl. I need to realize it’s always the wrong boy. They need to notice it’s the wrong person.
Maybe they are where I’m going…