Stay 4 Hours by HighMay published on 2011-12-25T15:38:00Z you want to blow like a breeze, it’s all right you want to know how I feel, it’s all right I’ve been searching your mind for clues though never living a day in your shoes so when you’re shutting me out, the melan- -choly is setting in on me I’d rather taste victory than defeat stay. I used to be the kind of guy who used to blend in with the walls always used to bite my tongue with my curly hair and sweaty palms you used to be the kind of girl who would wear out all your shoes leaving footprints as the evidence of the things you want to see in case you lose I am trying to forget cos I’ve been forgiving too many people far too many times I know… that you keep me on the furthest of the burners from the one in front of you and that ain’t right you want to blow like a breeze, it’s all right you want to know how I feel, it’s all right I’ve been searching your mind for clues though never living a day in your shoes so when you’re shutting me out, the melan- -choly is setting in on me I’d rather taste victory than defeat stay. I used to be the kind of guy who, when I’d see you, would have smiled one time I moved to get a closer look I would have walked another mile it seemed as though you may have noticed me as I approached you and your friends though my money clip was slender, I was rich in confidence and we spoke, we used non-verbals though it started kind of slow soon our words began to match our thoughts as the drinks began to flow “I really thought you were scared, but I was I really wish I could stay for hours” you were talking, I was talking, we were talking about everyone we know I am trying to forget cos I’ve been forgiving too many people far too many times I know… that you keep me on the furthest of the burners from the one in front of you and that ain’t right you want to blow like a breeze, it’s all right you want to know how I feel, it’s all right I’ve been searching your mind for clues though never living a day in your shoes so when you’re shutting me out, the melan- -choly is setting in on me I’d rather taste victory than defeat you're offering me a trick, but no treat at first I thought you were scared, but I was I really wish I could stay for hours you were talking, I was talking we were talking, about everyone we know at first I thought you were scared, but it was me, it's only me but now I wish I could stay. Genre Eclectic
