Some Old Stories

May 16th, in a soft pouring rain
I watch as the leaves fall down, and I
Couldn't help myself, thinking where to begin
Stumbling through this awful phase

Maybe it seems like I was doing fine
But who could really get by on their own
Would it be so nice to have somewhere to go?
Someone to hold

But I don't wanna fall in love when no one's catching me
And oftentimes I caught myself stuck somewhere in between
Am I ready to begin, or should I turn around?
Back to the start
Back to the same old stories

Although it seems like I was doing fine
But I would gladly take one for my own
Would it be so nice to have somewhere to go?
Someone to love

But I don't wanna fall in love when no one's catching me
And oftentimes I caught myself stuck somewhere in between
Am I ready to begin or should I turn around?
Back to the start
Back to the same old stories

But I don't wanna fall in love when no one's catching me
And oftentimes I caught myself stuck somewhere in between
Am I ready to begin or should I turn around?
Back to the start
Right where it was
I don't wanna go
Back to the same old stories