A Mess To Be Made Songtext - The Format

A Mess To Be Made - The Format

In a dream that I can't seem to shake she is
She is standing alone by the fence
I see tears in her eyes. why she cries
I just dont know what a mess that I make of my days
Then theres you,your a mess to be made
And the dream starts to fade away

So youre leaving for months at a time
I help you out the door
But once your gone
I just stare out the window
Please could you please come back home

What a mess that I make of my days trying to save myself (save myself)
Then theres you your a mess to be made
A canvas only paint could change

And a voice on the other end of the phone says
Why dont you write a song about it well here it goes
I was raised on someting that youll never know
Id hate this place if it weren't for the waves
If it werent fo r the fact that you love it
Where they measure a man on the money
He spends well my love is not a bank statement

What a mess that I make of my days trying to save myself (save myself)
Then theres you you're a mess to be made
A mess to be made
A mess to be made
And the dream starts to fade away


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