Get To You

There's been so many situations that I never could quite explain when I should have left my body. I should have hopped that freedom train.

I can't believe I'm still here. I should have left a long time ago. It must be for a reason. What it is I still don't know.

Close your eyes. Will dig for change. Close your eyes. Emotions rearrange.

I want to get to you somehow.

Now I never saw the lightening. I never heard that thunder roll. See I made it to the Gateway, but I couldn't pay the toll.

Every now and then I gotta tell myself everything is always on the shelf somehow. Roses are red and violets are blue and every little thing comes back to you somehow.