Here I am,
stuck in a rut again.
Just me and a blanket,
A memory and a pen.
I should probably go outside,
Find a place to play.
But its not the same,
When you're 15 hours away.
So I'll sit here while,
I write a song.
But it feels all wrong.
Cause I don't wanna sing,
If you're not listening.
I don't wanna go
Anywhere that you don't follow.
I don't wanna be.
Here if you're not with me.
Cause no matter what I do,
Its always
better with you.