We can talk for hours
When the line is still engaged
We're not getting any closer
You're to many miles away
And I might as well be talking backwards
Am I making any sense to you
And the only thing that really matters
Is the one thing I can't seem to do
When that night was over
And the field was lit up bright
And I walked home with you
Nothing I said came out right
And I might as well be talking backwards
Am I making any sense to you
And the only thing that really matters
Is the one thing I can't seem to do
And I might as well be talking backwards
Am I making any sense to you
And the only thing that really matters
Is the one thing I can't seem to,
Make sense of this dream,
It's the one thing I can't seem to do
Writer(s): Matthew Anthony Mondanile, Martin Courtney, Alexander William Bleeker, Pollis Jackson
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