Owl City - Captains And Cruise Ships
FOR YYT
I am stuck in L.A.
Through the week and can t get away
And you re alone on the pier
In West Palm Beach on your holiday
Stormy night, reawake
the stomach ache that i ve acquired
from feeling down, things look grim
and i m so sick of being tired
apartment lights go dark
and it s depressing but what can i do?
the midnight streets feel dead
when i am so used to driving with you
brighter lights fill the night and
bluer skys reflect in your eyes
As I inspect and analyze
All of these dreams I don t recognize
if you re still up when the ships
in the port prepare to set sail
comb the beach and put those blue flowers up in your ponytail
inside my head
you re voice is still resounding but what can i do?
Empty rooms feel cold when I am so used to being with you
Count the stars, watch the waves absorb the summer sun
and think of
