| Sitting in my room, waiting for the call
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| I’ve been waiting here for days, hiding in this cold dark winter
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| I’m sitting in my room, but should I be by your side?
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| She told me you were fine, but I heard in her voice she lied
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| Cause I can’t go to the moon and back
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| I don’t know if I should go back
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| Sitting in my seat, soon I’ll be by your side
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| I’m drinking way too fast
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| Am I gonna be there in time?
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| Thinking of the years, all the tears I should’ve shared with you
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| Always far apart, always too scared to make that call
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| Cause I can’t go to the moon and back
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| I don’t know if I’ll ever say
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| I do love you, but I don’t think that’s an easy thing to say
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| But if I don’t say it now, it might never be said at all
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| Cause I can’t go to the moon and back
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| Thinking of the years, thinking of the fears
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| Making dreams out on the run
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| Thinking of the squares, thinking of downstairs
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| Locking us inside the room
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| Thinking of the words that you never heard
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| Things we should’ve said and done
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| Feeling every turn, crash and then we burn
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| Dreaming of forgiving you
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| I can’t go to the moon and back
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| I can’t say that I want you back
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| I do love you, but I don’t think that’s an easy thing to say
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| But if I don’t say it now, it might never be said at all
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| Cause I can’t go to the moon and back |