A Mess to Be Made

In a dream that I cant seem to shake she is,

She is standing alone by the fence

I see tears in her eyes. why she cries

I just dont know what a mess that I make of my days

Then theres you, your a mess to be made

And the dream starts to fade away

So youre leaving for months at a time

I help you out the door

But once your gone

I just stare out the window

Please could you please come back home

What a mess that I make of my days trying to save myself (save myself)

Then theres you your a mess to be made

A canvas only paint could change

And a voice on the other end of the phone says

Why dont you write a song about it well here it goes

I was raised on someting that youll never know

Id hate this place if it weren't for the waves

If it werent fo r the fact that you love it

Where they measure a man on the money

He spends well my love is not a bank statement

What a mess that I make of my days trying to save myself (save myself)

Then theres you you're a mess to be made

A mess to be made

A mess to be made

And the dream starts to fade away.