Float

Float, along the shore Pebbles sink beneath the soles of each two feet You hate, when it rains Perfect remains get swept away Trudge back to the car I feel like I'm gonna hit the ceiling Tonight Where is the part When things will actually start Coming back again 'Cause this feeling has no end I don't wanna have to pretend Pull into the drive We have arrived Feel the crunching of the ice Footsteps in the hall Pictures on the wall There's not much to talk about Trudge back to the car I feel like I'm gonna hit the ceiling Tonight Where is the part When things will actually start Coming back again 'Cause this feeling has no end I don't wanna have to pretend I don't wanna have to pretend I was torn apart It was a false start Keep going around the bend Same old words to every friend I don't wanna have to pretend I don't wanna have to pretend Where is the part (can we float on, on?) (Can we float? Can we float?) I don't wanna have to pretend (Can we float on, on?) I don't wanna have to pretend (Can we float? Can we float?) Where is the part Things will actually start Coming back again 'Cause this feeling has no end I don't wanna have to pretend I don't wanna have to pretend