The Reason -

By G.

Palmer

Well no one knows why things happen but they do.

We’d like to think we have a say in them or say that we can change them but

time and time again I just get lost in total confusion.

When I get nervous now I start to shake and we where shaken through the dark

all the way to your place.

You say it’s around the corner but you know that corner never comes.

Well I don’t know where I’m going;

Yeah I don’t know what to do.

Well I don’t know where I’m going baby but we’re on the move.

Is everything I say a stolen line?

Am I just acting out a part or a pawn in someone' game.

Is this really what I think, should I think about what this really is?

It’s not the lack of conversation.

It’s a lack of fear and instant trust that makes me want to run and hide.

It makes me want to know, gotta know know what’s going on.

Well I don’t know where I’m going;

Yeah I don’t know what to do.

Well I don’t know where I’m going baby but we’re on the move.

Yeah we’re just strangers sharing a moment in time.

There’s something different, it’s something new yeah there’s a reason why I’m

here with you.

It’s something different;

it’s something new yeah there’s a reason why I’m here

with you.

Now the sun came crashing through the blinds as I was lying in your bed with

your pretty little head just resting on my shoulder yeah I watched as you

dreamed away.

I contemplated what you might say when you opened up your eyes and you looked

back at me would you feel the way I do would you feel anything at all.

Well I don’t know where I’m going;

Yeah I don’t know what to do.

Well I don’t know where I’m going baby but we’re on the move.

Yeah we’re just strangers sharing a moment in time.

There’s something different, it’s something new yeah there’s a reason why I’m

here with you.

It’s something different;

it’s something new yeah there’s a reason why I’m here

with you.