WHEN I MISBEHAVE

 

Swept away
On a Saturday
Went and lost my head again
I'll never get like that again, I swear

What to say
When I misbehave
When it's good it's good
And when it's bad it's good
I know I can't complain

Over rivers I have run
The rocks, the roads all older than the sun
I want to share this with someone but there's no way
When I misbehave

What I mean
Caught up in between
Who I am and who I am supposed to be
I know it's me, it's silly

A loved one dies
And the cars drive by
As though they never notice
Never slowing, not at all
Where they going?

Over mountains I have been
To where the air grows rarified and thin
I want to share the shape I'm in
But there's no way
When I misbehave
When I misbehave
When I misbehave
When I misbehave

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