Dreaming Of

I thought I saw you, dancing with dirty feet Broken records, slightly out of reach Are you dreaming, dreaming about the spires Back then before there were crossed wires? Are you longing, hands up in the air? Broken flowers twisting in your hair Are you dreaming, dreaming about that town Way back when before you crossed the line? You cut and run You cut and run You cut and run I am the one Empty rooms, dancing on your own Broken flowers from a broken home Are you dreaming, dreaming about that time Way back when before you crossed the line? Though I saw ya, dancing with tired feet Longing hours, records on repeat Are you dreaming, dreaming about the spires Back then before there were crossed wires? But you cut and run When you see the trouble come You cut and run Once the damage has been done But you cut and run When you see the trouble come I am the one 'Cause you're always crashing that same car And the apple don't seem to fall too far And there's always icebergs in the way Of all the sorry's that you ought to say You want to feel like he way that you did back then You want to push back the hands and start it again You want to feel like the way that you did back then You want to push back the hands and start it again You want to feel like the way that you did back then You want to push back the hands and start it again You want to feel like the way that you did back then You want to push back the hands and start it again You want to feel the way that you did back then But you cut and run When you see the trouble come You cut and run Once the damage has been done But you cut and run When you see the trouble come I am the one You, you're always crashing the same car And the apple don't seem to fall too far And there's always icebergs in the way Of all the sorry's that you ought to say So you don't come back around this town Always causing trouble of just fooling around 'Cause there's always something in the way Of all the sorry's that you ought to say