Pens and Needles

I miss you most on winter mornings

as we drift we slip through evenings, whoa-oh

we drive into the cold and dark with fingers crossed

I follow your lies to avoid from getting lost

And all I had was the memory of what was

so let's pretend it never mattered to us

I hope this message finds you well

I never thought I'd live to tell

Just to survive we do what we can

we read the maps and signs, and we make the plans

by our design I write it down to get me by

the worst time in my life

And all I had was the memory of what was

so lets pretend it never mattered to us

I hope this message finds you well

I never thought I'd live to tell

what's a dream and what is real, the way I really feel

I hope this message finds you well

I never thought I'd live to tell

what's a dream and what is real?

so let's pretend this is the ending (ending...ending)

to the message i've been sending (sending...sending)

And all I had was the memory of what was

so lets pretend it never mattered to us

I hope this message finds you well

I never thought I'd live to tell

what's a dream and what is real, the way I really feel