A Mess to Be Made

In a dream that I can't seem to shake she is

She is standing alone

By the fence

I see tears in her eyes

Why she cries, I just don't know

What a mess that I make of my days

Then there's you, you're a mess to be made

A mess to be made

And the dream starts to fade away

So you're leaving for months at a time, I

I'll help you out the door

But once you're gone

I just stare out the window

Please, could you please come back home

What a mess that I make of my days

Trying to save myself, save myself

Then there's you, you're a mess to be made

A canvas only paint could change

And a voice on the other end of the phone says

Why don't you write a song about it

Well here it goes

I was raised on something

That you'll never know

I'd hate this place

If it weren't for the waves

If it weren't for the fact that you love it

Where they measure a man

On the money he spends

Well my love is not a bank statement

What a mess that I make of my days

Trying to save myself, save myself

Then there's you you're a mess to be made

A mess to be made

A mess to be made

And the dream starts to fade away