Summer

it's far beyond your reach
it holds a place in time
somewhere ahead is the back of the line
i can't relate
to your mistakes
awkardly speaking with nothing to say

caught up in your life
excuses are so lame
you may be different but i'm still the same
the reasons that you thought
the attention that you drought
you say things are simple
we both know they're not
you can't let it go
you can't but i know
you don't even know
it's not in what you do
more in what you say
it's not in what you do
more in what you say

it's not in what you do
more in what you say

you have lots of time to look around