Static

think of good times

mind the bad times

try to divert my gaze

just to come back to this place

crooked spin deja vu

i'm gonna walk this way place without you

a million miles, a perfect view

to erase the routine, to save me and you

i try to leave it all behind

and still i think about you

i try to leave it all behind

think of good times

mind the bad times

try to turn my face

away from yesterday's grace

nothing's easy anymore

i've overestimated myself

i try to remember how to forget

but it's getting harder day by day

think of good times

mind the bad times

cannot divert my gaze

i hope this is just a phase

the nights are long and the words unsaid

i'm still waiting for a phone-call

a list of excuses in my head

which you wouldn't understand at all

i cannot leave it all behind

still i think about you

i cannot leave it all behind

without talking to you

i cannot leave it all behind

i just cannot leave it all behind

you ought to know you're still on my mind