Текст: The Breezeway. A Perfect Life.

I'm lonely yeah so lonely
i'm sittin' in this empty house all alone
all i hear all day is ringing
i think sometime i might just pick up the phone
i'm walkin' yeah i'm walkin'
down a path that nobody knows
i'm running yeah i'm running far away but i'm getting close

i'm searching i'm looking out my window tonight
i'm searching for that perfect life that perfect life that perfect life
and i'm still waiting

i'm tryin' yeah i'm tryin' not to be like everyone else
i'm waiting yeah i'm waiting for something something else