Homebody

Days go by fast
When you think of yourself
Standing anywhere but here
Ways to get out
Ambitions stuck on the shelf
I’m never stronger than my fears
When do these friends get sober?
What time should they come over?
I feel you looking over my cold shoulder
Searching for the better days
But we’ll be okay
Call me a fool
New York City’s too far
They’re too good for us anyways
How would I fit in?
What would we drink in their bars?
This can’t be all my life has to say
When do these friends get sober?
What time should they come over?
Your love for me is getting colder
Your ghost was lying there when I rolled over
I love you
I miss you
New York City’s too far
Too far