Coffee cups cost twice as much I don't mind, I've got a lot to do Rumor has it, it might rain I love a storm, but so far it's been blue Leading up to meeting you Settled in, I would begin Somewhat haunted by 'Feeling Fine' on my mind Crashed and burned, and then I learned Crashed again, oh, what did I think I'd find? Dark haze, tight rope Long days, and faint hope Leading up to meeting you Oceans of white noise My choices turn into grey I'm going in circles now So far from how I thought that this would be Somebody open my eyes I stopped And I awoke I thought And then I spoke Right in time A knock on my door And the smell of the rain A smile right before you Shake my hand