Bubble and Spike

Jan 8, 2011, 9:04 PM |


I couldn't see your face through the rain,
when you left me standing there at 4 AM.

I've got to catch my train.
I've got to find my way.

So why do I pretend to move,
the way you want me to?

Your time is mine, but yours to waste,
I've got to find my way.

Life is beautiful,
your smile,
I can see it that way.