Lake Mirror
When we were young
We used to make believe
That we'd have this white picket fence
And the house of our dreams
And we had hopes of growing old on the road
But we got lost in the mess of this world
So, let's pretend that this never made much sense
And we were sleeping with the floor as our bed
And when we were young
You couldn't wait to leave
You packed up your heart in your car
And went west to your dreams
But you got lost when you were out on the road
And you got caught with the rest of this world
So, let's pretend that this never made much sense
And we were sleeping with the floor as our bed
And even though it's not much
This house we built will be enough
And we'll be sleeping with our hearts as our bed
I won't try and pretend
That I forgot every time
We stayed up talking all through the night
And I'll crawl to your bed
Your hair on my neck
Just slipping away with the sound of your breath
And I'm thinking of you
Writer/s: Matt Burns, Matt Ross
