Somedays

Somedays I count on you To be my instinct To pull me through A lonely mile I miss our seaside talks Milkshakes in hand Yours strawberry red Will we always have to have our doubts? Hovering like the clouds In the springtime Will it always have to be this way? Can't tell between the night and day In the fall There's some days I'm falling through The cracks in my driveway Before coming to you But I stop at the freeway I miss the easy way home And the October smell And the way that we felt Are we ever going to get it right? It's never me that starts the fight Okay, I'm sorry Every memory bitter sweet I get jealous of the golden leaves In the fall Am I growing without knowing you? The mind takes over, dreams get sober too Will we always have to have our doubts? Hovering like the clouds In the springtime Will it always have to be this way? Can't tell between the night and day In the fall