| Ohio in the cold of spring |
| I left my home to find out what I believe in |
| Memorial to the riverbank to your back door |
| Fumbling around in the evening |
| In the red |
| I think it’s time that I changed my head again |
| Everything I’m saying but I never do |
| On your bed |
| I think it’s time that I fell in love for once |
| I will take my chances if you’re willing to |
| I awoke without my mind but I felt fine |
| And couldn’t believe I was leaving |
| Your house, in the morning time, I woke up fine |
| But questioning what I believe in |
| Set it free |
| You are welcome to sleep here next to me |
| Everything I’m thinking that I’ll never do |
| In my head |
| I think it’s time that I felt alive again |
| How the hell did I find myself missing you? |
| Nothing else |
| That’s the point of surrender isn’t it? |
| Waiting up everyday to feel you’re not alone |
| Scaring you? |
| I’m a little afraid of the future too |
| Ain’t it strange the way that we don’t feel at home? |