What's your excuse.
Is it the same.
Oh god i wish i could've stayed.
Back home, where i know, i am right.
Two days past, i'm quite confused.
I'd go for the win, but i would lose.
Maybe i'll just crash here.
For the night.
And I'm not saying that you're too late.
Maybe you should give up, and blame this all on fate.
My eyes are closed, i'm looking up.
It's not so great when push comes to shove.
Next time i'll read the signs and take the blame.
Back and forth, but not for long.
Like the title of this song.
It's not a miracle i'm trying to portray.