I remember standing on the corner waiting to meet standing there for hours and hours just to watch you leave what have I done to myself this time i've already lost the race and I haven't crossed the starting line
The simple truth hurts why don't you wait a minute the simple truth hurts it's not so simple is it
Now I'm standing on the corner waiting to preach standing there for hours and hours and no body sees me what have I done to myself this time cars and trains and life they fly by
I remember the first day you look into my eyes told me I no longer needed my disguise every thing was fine until I slipped away to show my life isn't as simple as black and white
