Talking Backwards (feat. TRØVES)

We can talk for hours,
When the line is still engaged,
We're not getting any closer,
You're to many miles away.

And I might as well be talking backwards,
Am I making any sense to you,
And the only thing that really matters,
Is the one thing I can't seem to do.

When that night was over,
And the field was lit up bright,
And I walked home with you,
Nothing I said came out right.

And I might as well be talking backwards,
Am I making any sense to you,
And the only thing that really matters,
Is the one thing I can't seem to do.

And I might as well be talking backwards,
Am I making any sense to you,
And the only thing that really matters,
Is the one thing I can't seem to.
Make sense of this dream,
It's the one thing I can't seem to do.