Saturday morning and i'm broke
Friday really wiped me out
Of my expectations for the weekend
it can only go up from here
and lately i've looking for faith in all the wrong places
trying to fight these demons in my head
but now i'm content and this is where it ends
The birds sing back to me
I don't think i'll ever find me
we're all just looking for something
something to hold on to
if i ever fall asleep
i hope i see you in my dreams
so i can show you everything
i could never tell you
i could never tell you
6am and i'm still wide awake
and patience is dying
cause youre always late
Elliot Smith used to be the cure on these long car rides
now i just feel insecure
and lately i've been looking for
faith in all the wrong places
trying to fight these demons in my head
but now im content and this is where it ends
the birds sing back to me
i don't think i'll ever find me
we're all just looking for something
something to hold on to
if i ever fall asleep
i hope i see you in my dreams
so i show you everything i could never tell you
birds sing back to me
I don't think i'll ever find me
we're all just looking for something, something
if I ever fall asleep I hope I see you in my dreams
So I can show you everything...
sun is rising up, and i'm still wide awake
all the butterflies from you are giving me a belly ache
i've writen down on paper everything I wanna say
but my adrenallin is gone, I'll save it for another day
birds sing back to me, I guess I'll just never find me
and we're all just looking for something, something
to hold on to
if I ever fall asleep
I hope I see you in my dreams
so I can show you everything
I could never tell you