Lost In Pacific Time

She says, "You can't stay a saint That long in the city" You laugh at the thought On the, the elevator down You're just a phone call away You're placing a big blind bet On the underdog And though it's a stretch You believe when you're against th

I said, "Hey you, this is me. The idealist inside that holds your love on a string, wound and tied like kites to all your hopes and dreams. What a tangled mess that they've turned out to be. Take a breath, and ask yourself what matters." Days li