Hemiola, I'm Peddling Home

If I could only say what I want things would be so much different you'd see.
You'd see that blue skies and warm nights and bright eyes are just an illusion.
It's happened again, I'll just concede.
Stare for hours with nothing but my thoughts.
These things happen.
It's happened again, I'll just concede.
This is not a call, a call for pity.
This is just the truth so please bare with me.
Bad days always get worse before they get better.
It's happened again, I'll just concede.
Stare for hours with nothing but my thoughts.
You don't know, you don't understand.
Someday we'll look back at the stupid games we play.
Why we chose that path, it's really hard to say.