Lisa Mitchell

You'll go n I'll be okay,
I can dream the rest away
Its just a little touch of fate, it will be okay
It sure takes its precious time, but it's got rights and so have I
I turn my head up to the sky
I focus one thought at a time
I do not let the little thieves under my tightly buttoned sleeves
You couldn't be alone, the time I feel like I am walking blind
I have no where I'll have time
There are no legible signs
There are no legible signs...
I like the way that you talk,
I like the way that you walk.
It's hard to recreate such an individual game
You wait you turn in the queue,
You say your sorries and thank you's