In a dream that i can't seem to shake she is, she is standing alone by the fence i see tears in her eyes why she crys i just<br />
Don't know what a mess that i make of my days then there's you, you're a mess to be made, a mess to be made and the dream<br />
Starts to fade away so you're leaving for months at a time, i help you out the door but once you're gone i just stare out the<br />
Window please, could you please come back home what a mess that i make of my days trying to save myself, save myself then<br />
There's you, you're a mess to be made a canvas only paint could change and a voice on the other end of the phone, says why<br />
Don't you write a song about it well here goes, i was raised on something that you'll never know I'd hate this place if it<br />
Werent for the waves if it werent for the fact that you love it where they measure a man on the money he spends well my love<br />
Is not a bank statement what a mess that i make of my days trying to save myself, save myself then there's you, you're a mess<br />
To be made, a mess to be made, a mess to be made and the dream starts to fade away