I've been to all the familiar places, I've been runnin' like a sentence; I've been lookin for a way to let you know, I've got nothin left to fill all the spaces, I've got nothin but a center; I've been to encircle signded(?) shows
Tell me that I, I was wrong to let you go Every thought that I fear, Tell me that I, I was wrong. I was wrong to let you go.
Its the little things that make you crazy; Like the thought of someone touchin your skin, I can see you everywhere I go. It could be inside a sea of faces, It could be the room of the grand swimmin
Tell me that I, I was wrong to let you go. Every thought that I fear, Tell me that I, I was wrong. I was wrong to let you go.
Tell me that I, I was wrong to let you go. Every thought that I fear, Tell me that I, I was wrong. I was wrong to let you go.
Tell me that I, I was wrong to let you go And every sound that I hear Tell me that I, I was wrong I was wrong to let you go More from Wild Strawberries