No more surprises... Everything is more of a dull lull. A surreal dream. * I'm waiting, waiting for the raindrops to fall... Soothing against my skin. The skies a gray. I wanna head down to the poolside. * Yesterday was pretty unplanned and yet planned. Tennis was cancelled and changed to something else. Went to clarke quay at 10.30pm... The glamour of it fades... * Oh phooey. I feel as if something's missing. **
Dreams, Dreams Of when we had just started things Dreams of me and you It seems, It seems That I can't shake those memories I wonder if you feel the same way too * The littlest things that take me there I know it sounds lame but its so true I know its not right, but it seems unfair That the things remind me of you Sometimes I wish we could just pretend Even if for only one weekend So come on, Tell me Is this the end?