Jason Groce

Lyrics

Taken in
And you’re not innocent
Yeah, we should’ve let them go
And sit around no more
 
You could’ve held ‘em back
Without an ounce of slack
You could’ve helped me see
My sense of what you need
In spite of me

You keep me guessing
But you still look good in my dreams

It’s getting late
We’re stopping in at eight
They cannot compromise
The color of your eyes
 
We could have seen our way
To find a place to stay
Where we might have the key
To hide what we can’t see
In spite of me

You couldn’t stop me
‘Cause I still run fast in my dreams
Everything on fire
With the hard luck, it seems

I can’t let it go
The way I couldn’t know
The weight upon my back
The angle of attack
 
And we won’t compromise
The color of your eyes
Inside the salty sea
Of what is meant to be
In spite of me

You couldn’t stop me
But I still run fast in my dreams
Everything on fire
But it’s no good, I scream