March 2009
So you try to work it out and get some help You've been fooling everyone But i know what's going on I can't hold your hand through this again We keep lying to ourselves Pretending to be something else
I come from down in the valley where mister when you're young They bring you up to do like your daddy done Me and Mary we met in high school when she was just seventeen We'd ride out of this valley do
I bet you don't know how it feels To be walking past your house at night I bet you don't know how it feels To stand outside and watch the lights And I don't know why I just can't seem to dry The rain