You only call when it fits you the best And I don't think you are Being honest with yourself Oh how I would love just to sit by your side And be able to breathe As I point out your denial
Can't you see I would listen And answer your call? Oh if you could only Pick up the phone and say
Darling I'm not ok And I am sorry For mistakes that I have made Can you come and see me One of these days? And help me out of the deep end Where years have been lost in play
We could be an oxide, solid in form But we have been floating, slowly divided by so many storms And I'm not going to carry the guilt anymore For letting you know that your house is not my home
Darling I'm not ok And I am sorry For mistakes that I have made Can you come and see me One of these days? And help me out of the deep end Where years have been lost in play pretend
Biting off way more than what I can chew Guess I learned that from you Probably learned that from you Now I'm biting the bullet for both our sakes Too late to call it a day I'll forever wait for you to say
Darling I'm not ok And I am sorry For mistakes that I have made Can you come and see me One of these days? And help me out of the deep end So one day l'll call you back and say
Darling I am ok And I am sorry For the times I caused you pain Now you're here to see me On this beautiful day To help me out of the deep end Now all of our years to come are saved
Compositor: Becker Mastering / Joachim Rygg / Mia Virik Kristensen / Music Division