These Days

This morning I woke, restless and heady,
with blood pulsing fierce in the vein.
There's light on a line, this morning and maybe forever,
I move with regard for the signs.

You know I search my heart to prove
there's better ways to push and pull,
but hey whatever gets you through these days.

And somewhere to the east the sun is stirring,
starting to light up the sky,
and I'm lying here reliving the last few days
cos I missed most of them the first time.

You know I search my heart to prove
there's better ways to push and pull,
but hey whatever gets you through these days.

Did I disappoint you?
Leave a bad taste in your mouth?
I thought that we could.
I thought that we would.
I was mistaken.

You know I search my heart to prove
there's better ways to push and pull,
but hey whatever gets you through these days.

You know I search my heart to prove
there's better ways to push and pull,
but hey whatever gets you through these days.