If you could read my mind you'd say "You were right and I don't want to fight anymore". You're usually righter than I am, and I'm not a very good fighter Am I?
No.. neither are you.. So let's be through with this one because some things never change..

How can you be so calm, when the truth is that sometimes we live in the eye of the storm with everything going on around us? I feel comfort in the sounds when you say It will be okay.. Like a star guiding me to the light of the day.. The doldrums could follow me..

I know you're still my same girl, who builds her own frames for the pictures that she paints, of the lights in Monterey. Coming across the bay right back to my same girl..

"You might think I'm your enemy, but that don't make you mine and all I have now is empathy, I wish that you'd stop trying.... Please stop lying"