Today’s Song, Stuck on Repeat

Matthew Ryan, “Return to Me.” (no, no reason for the melancholy song. It just sounds so pretty. Also, this guy has a really sexy voice)

slowly walking down the street
where the homeless and the lovers meet
i bask in ol’ blue
your skin does too
i saw the garland
in the skyline
in the byline

i took a drink
i took the pills
you’ll murder me i know you will
some wish that i could change this
that you were hopin’
i keep hopin’
for a cure
for some medicine
just one conversation

*I can’t return to you
you must return to me
that’s the deal
i’m sorry
did i say i’m sorry (sorry)

in a universe where i was flat
you hunkered down and lived the past
you’re leaving soon
it’s 10 til noon
i see a black car
i’m movin through time
when will we part

i have been the worst of kinds
a sorrowed heart
a cluttered mind
and i’m thinkin’ that i could change this
that i could change this
but i can’t change this

*I can’t return to you
you must return to me
that’s the deal
i’m sorry
did i say i’m sorry
i’m sorry
i’m sorry now

*I can’t return to you
you must return to me
that’s the deal
i’m sorry
did i say i’m sorry
i’m sorry
i’m sorry now
did i say i’m sorry
did i say i miss you
i’ll do what i have to do
(i say i miss you)
(i miss you)
(i’ll do what i have to do)

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