Augustana - Stars And Boulevards

Wait dear, a white horse is walking down my street here,
your words are creeping at my feet
I fear, sunrise will come to soon and you´ll disappear
into the haze of this city and go south...

look out, they´re coming after us with big guns,
they´re only gonne tell you all the bad things I´ve done
even if they words they say aren´t true they´ve won,
any I´m left here dyin in the sun

oh...seems like I´m always on my own,
seems like I´m never coming home
seems like I´m always on my own...

late nights, won´t do me justice
cause when I drink...I just get so damn depressed,
and its not like, I ain´t trying to get over you.
it´s just hard to look at the seasons, pass me over too...

oh...seems like I´m always on my own,
seems like I´m never coming home
seems like I´m always on my own...
(all the stars and boulevards ain´t close enough for you...)

one last phone call from you, it wouldn´t hurt much,
just like to hear your voice and pretend to touch,
any inch of you that hasn´t said it all or read it all or sung
my life away