just calling to say i care
but who's to blame here anyway?
i know its me...
i don't get in...

the florida keys have nothing on you, girl.
know that its true, girl...you mean the world to me.

repeating these apologies.
who'd have thought i had it in me?

the sky is gray and sheets of rain
fall from my face down to the page.
the sky is gray and sheets of rain
fall from my face down to the page.

your halo, my dear, just gets in the way of...
and maybe youll see me by accident this evening.

just drive away from here
and leave it all behind,
but in the end its me youll find.

something about this time of year
makes me wish that you were here.