A row of mirrors before me
and I can't see my reflection
my reflection My life
is so far is far
from my expectations
my expectations
It's getting lonely in
this parking lot of life
I guess my punishment
is my salvation
I wish I could find a way
to roam Driving home always
gives me the blues
gives me the blues
I wish I could find a way
to roam Driving home always
gives me the blues
gives me the blues
Singing songs about what
I feel like inside
Keeps me coming
back for more
It's getting lonely
It's getting lonely
in this parking lot
of life I guess my
punishment is my salvation
then
I tread the thin line
You don't know who to follow
who to follow home your
life is so far Is far
from your expectations
my expectations
Singing songs about what
I feel like inside
Keeps me coming
back for more
It's getting lonely
It's getting lonely
in this parking lot
of life I guess my
punishment is my salvation
I tread the thin line
I tread the thin line
I tread the thin line
I tread the thin line
I tread the thin line