east front street

ah, and with a quiet breath
out of my depth
i found myself over my head
remembering the last words you said
rolling with the punches
making guesses
playing hunches
playing without you
but it's not what i'm looking to do
i'm just a guy asking myself why
there's no easy street
no short cut to the top
no pie in the blue sky
still can't get my dream to come true
i'm looking out for myself
but i'm looking for you
feeling blue
i'm painting the town red
remembering the last words you said
in the dark whispering
east front street
will we meet?
and i'm hoping the lights change
life's strange
but
still can't get my dream to come true
i'm looking out for myself
but i'm looking for you
running while standing still
trying to chill
trying hard to keep my nose clean
it's hard not to be mean
the tables are turned
how much have i've learned?
rolling with the punches
making guesses
playing hunches
playing without you
but it's not what i'm looking to do
i wonder why won't the sun shine
you once told me you were mine
now i'm walking with empty pockets
and you're still on my mind
behind the door i'm standing
for you to find
there's no lock
no ticking clock
i'm painting the town red
remembering the last words you said
in the dark whispering
east front street
will we meet?
and i'm hoping the lights change
life's strange
rolling with the punches
making guesses
playing hunches
playing without you
but it's not what i'm looking to do.