Said Id call
Without you there
But here I stand just lying on my couch again
So blinded by
This side of you
Will I come home and wonder who the hell are you
Or maybe it's a part of me
That wishes that you could been here
Or maybe its a part of you
Be careful who you're talking to
Maybe you'd listen or I'd understand
As I sing this good luck tune
I hope that it gets to you
My mama and papa
I love you
I do
My sister and brother
I love you
I do
But its hard to say it when i'm with you
'Cause the trees will flow on off with the breeze
And the leaves will tumble down to the sea
It gets hard to view a portrait of me
Cant you see