The Better Days - Tiny Moving Parts

The what ifs are killing me, keeping me awake

I lie to myself but my heart’s to smart to be tricked my brain

I’m not okay, I’m not

But I will be someday

I’m strong, but I’m wounded

I can tell myself I’m moving on, but that’s just a poor excuse for comfort

It’s just camouflage for abandonment

And I can’t spend my life waiting for the grand moment

You take me back and make me laugh again

(That would be a miracle)

Which is impossible by definition

But I miss you, I know you can hear it in my voice when I talk to you

I can see it in your eyes

I used to love your eyes

I used to love our lives

Living is what I’ll do

It’s always what I’ve done

The clouds have got to show the sun

(I will) I will (find the) find the

I’ll find the better days

(Deep down) Deep down (I know) I know

They’ll always be in reach

They’ll always be in reach

They’ll always be in reach

I’ve reduced to how I

Usually feel

When I fix to mind that I won’t see you

I’ve reduced to how I

Usually feel

'Cause I won’t see you