Your Story

When I met her I was in a hole in the ground
And she started helping pull me out
Then she disappeared, and I went further down
You were so busy
I was busy losing my job
Now I've got the time for making up your mind for you
Selfish? I'm not selfish
I'd say I'm a pretty nice dude

I want your love
If you can give it up
And I think you got what I need
And I need to tahnk you
For coming to California

I was in the basement
Digging a hole beneath the house
It seemed a bear inside the washer
It was trying to get out
The air changed, some leaves fell
I sobered up and I wished you well
You were gone
I just had a lot on my mind

So many itmes a good thing goes to waste, and it's a shame
I've been around to see ideas fade away, and it's all the same
How many times do you have to remind me?
I can't get it out of my head

I figured you were happy
Doing all your things at the time
But when you tell your story
It sounds a lot like mine