Some days I wake up dazed my dear, and I don't know where I am.
I've been running now so long I'm scared, I've forgotten how to stand.
And I stand alone in airport bars and gather thoughts to think:
That if all I had was one long road it could drive a man to drink.

But then I remember you, and the way you shine like truth in all you do.
And if you remembered me, you could save me from the way I tend to be.

Because I've said I love you so many times that the words kinda die in my mouth.
And I meant it each time with each beautiful woman but somehow it never works out.

But you stood apart in my calloused heart, and you taught me and here's what I learned: That love is about the changes you make and not just three small words.