Days In The Park

I bet you think it's over
miseries' gone
turn your back and promis
days in the park

the hours that we wasted
eating our lines?
ribbons that i gave you
f pine needles to the ground
your heart is safe and can't be found

and the postcards that you send
excuses for the letters you can't write
and don't you think i care
and you don't come home at night

it's always something special
that brings you home
better on ocassions
so let me know

pleasures of your new life
lead you away
path of least resistance
is always the safest way to let me see
the things you try your best to fear

and the postcards that you send
excuses for the letters you can't write
and don't you think i care
and you don't come home at night

[guitar solo]

wonder if you see it
something you've done
turn your back and promise
days in the park