Letras
Wake up, thinking about this mess
It's always 'bout yourself
Wake up, walking about this mess
And I don't know what to do
Wake up in this mess
I'm in the blue
We walk back to the car and
You tell me this is it, you're giving up
Three years in the making
Now you walk right into his open arms
Wake up, thinking about this mess
You and this guy
Wake up, walking about this mess
And I don't know how you can
Wake up in this mess
Out of the blue
Now I know how it happened
Never believed the telling
That you became a phantom
That faded, disappeared
I've seen every side of you
I've seen the bright and the blue
It's just a feeling that I'm holding on
I've seen every side of you
I've seen the bright and the blue
It's just a feeling that I'm holding on
That I'm holding on
It's just a feeling that I'm holding on
On