Daniel Fitzgerald

027

Daniel Fitzgerald

027

Set a deadline
As it draws near you’ll start to see
All things you avoided and buried
What could you hide behind miles
And a sweet disposition
The right decision isn’t real
We’re making this up too
But don’t for one second
Feel like you don’t know what to do
The miles on your feet
Keep you sleepless and worn
The lines on your face
Show me more than you care
Mark the calendar and let it be free
All we’ve got here
Is what you’re imagining with me