the man pulled at my feathers

thebeautifulgameofsoccer:

You Found Me || The Fray

I found God
On the corner of First and Amistad
Where the west was all but won
All alone smoking his last cigarette
I said, “Where you been?”
He said, “Ask anything”.

Where were you
When everything was falling apart?
All my days
Were spent by the telephone
That never rang
And all I needed was a call
That never came
From the corner of First and Amistad

Lost and insecure
You found me, you found me
Lying on the floor
Surround me, surround me
Why’d you have to wait?
Where were you? Where were you?
Just a little late
You found me, you found me

In the end
Everyone ends up alone
Losing her
The only one who’s ever known
Who I am, who I’m not, who I wanna be
No way to know
How long she will be next to me

Lost and insecure
You found me, you found me
Lyin’ on the floor
Surround me, surround me
Why’d you have to wait?
Where were you? Where were you?
Just a little late
You found me, you found me

Early morning
The city breaks
I’ve been calling
For years and years and years and years
And you never left me no messages
You never sent me no letters
You got some kind of nerve
Taking all I want

Lost and insecure
You found me, you found me
Lying on the floor
Where were you? Where were you?
Lost and insecure
You found me, you found me
Lying on the floor
Surrounded, surrounded
Why’d you have to wait?
Where were you? Where were you?
Just a little late
You found me, you found me
Why’d you have to wait?
To find me, to find me