Coffee cups cost twice as much
I don't mind, I've got a lot to do
Rumor has it, it might rain
I love a storm but so far it's been blue
Leading up to meeting you
Settled in, I would begin
Somewhat haunted by "Feeling Fine" on my mind
Crashed and burned, and then I learned
And crashed again, oh, what did I think I'd find?
Dark haze, and tight rope
Long days and faint hope
Leading up to meeting you
Oceans of white noise, my choices
Turn into grey
I'm going in circles, now
So far from how
I thought that this would be
Somebody open my eyes
I stopped, and I awoke
I thought, and then I spoke
Right in time
A knock on my door, and the smell of the rain
A smile right before you shake my hand