Stoplights

Through the stoplights, ridin down street by street Thought this one would be the one for me Tried and Tried, day by day But you (would/could) never do the same Rolled up a bone, so exhausted n so sleepy This love thing wasn't very easy Like a wish you flew through the signs Like I'm doin, down street 5 to 9 These roads are evil the tires they screech I saw you but you never saw me told me I was not too easy to notice Everything that happened, you provoked it You're a sweet soul with a sour shell but ran through mine far too well I can't wait to find the one that would run through these stoplights for me, like I've done. I'm done. ~Macey