On a last whim
There was a lasting wind I could not believe
I was only
I was only 17
And up there in the trees
Someone waved at me
And I
I was glad to be alive
One shot then its all gone
All lonely ghosts will lead you on
All lonely ghosts were born to die
All lonely ghosts will bleed you dry
All lonely ghosts will bleed you dry
But you have the most beautiful excuses
You have the most beautiful excuses
You have the most beautiful excuses
Its all right
I'm wrong till I'm all right
I will not sleep at all tonight
I'm learning to give up the fight
If I knew how would treat you right
If I knew how I'd treat you right
I have the most beautiful excuses
I have the most beautiful excuses
I have the most beautiful excuses
It's alright
