Blues Traveler - Pretty Angry (for J. Sheehan) Тексты
I wish I drank tequila
I wish I stayed up late
But lately when the sandman comes
You know I just can't wait
No lately I can't wait
And we packed up all your boxes
It's all been hauled away
I never stare at walls so bare
'Cause something always stays
Yeah something of you stays
And I wanna shout from my guitar
Come out come out wherever you are
The joke is over open up your eyes
A heart like yours it never dies
And I found your keys behind your chair
I still can see you sitting there
This isn't funny don't fool around
You let me go... you let me down
(CHORUS)
And I guess I'm still pretty angry
And I don't want to be
I don't know which was the bigger waste of time
Missing you or wishing instead it was me
I wish I walked on water
Pulling rabbits from my sleeve
Guessing cards and saving everyone
I wish I still believed
Oh I wish that I believed
That I could also channel voices
That I've endured the burning blade
That I could make some of your choices
I wish I weren't afraid
Of those choices that you made
Like I could give you what you need
So ally ally oxen free
The game is up and I give in
So show yourself so that you can win
Come claim your prize and I don't care
I still can see you standing there
How could you leave, how could you lie
You cut me off in mid reply
(CHORUS)
The will to win the urge to race
I still can see it on your face
Thought I'd keep up but only crashed
I wasn't built to move that fast
Thought I could match you stride for stride
But I was on the other side
And holding on to the safety rail
With knuckles white complexion pale
A could of dust and you were gone
Thought I would catch you later on
I limped behind your race was won
But were you racing or on the run?
How you enjoyed, you loved to drive
And I'm destroyed... 'cause I'm alive
'Cause I'm alive