Where are you tonight?

I’m writing this letter, remembering every sky

And this picture is a “Shot to the Heart,” of when I drove home and said I’d never forget you

Like the time when the clock read 11:11, you said “Make a Wish.”

So, I wished that we’d never go our separate ways, or say a thousand bitter things

But, now I see that wishes are nothing

And I hope that someday, this place can be everything you hoped it could be

But the ocean is too cold, and I can’t take the sun

Yeah, it’s just not the place for me – so give it up

I remember spring and how good it felt to be addicted to you

Every day and every night, I swore that we could win this

And the distance brought me closer to you

We’d lay in wet grass as the night rolled by

Talking about all our friends as all of them were getting high

Sometimes I look up at the sky and think of you

I wonder what you do, because I am without you

I want it all. I want to see those city lights

I want to drive though this town with the windows down

And my friends screaming, “Your face, your lips, your hands, your scent, and every word you never meant is everything that I have left.”

Is everything that I have: your face, your lips, your hands, your scent, and every word you never meant?

Is everything that I have left tonight?

I’m gonna beat it tonight. I’m sick of feeling sorry – sick of feeling sorry for myself

Well, I know you said you’d always listen

Stop and see what you’ve been missing

I gave everything I had, and now I have myself