Telling You that i'm leaving Is the hardest thing I've ever done Can't you see that i'm feeling Like I'm always on the run I think about ya in the evening When the shows been long done I'm drinking until i'm sleeping So the guilt done run out of me I chase the tail of a comet But Fell into the sun Sometimes I think I'm going somewhere But I could be wrong Man you sound great, comes a drunk yell Sing us a song I want to tell you the stories But I forget by the morning I get high on dreams it seems But real life keeps calling me I get high on dreams it seems Someone tell em i'm busy I counted up my yesterday's And take a guess at my tomorrow's My jacket smells like IPAs And I'm feeling a bit hollow But all the cheers they buoy me Make me believe in myself But Maybe I just fooling me Sometimes I just can't tell Tonight i'm running hot and All my hits are landing I wish that could see me now I wish you were happy Back home where the nights are cold And books and blankets run thick I can't tell if I'm a little too high Or maybe just homesick I get high on dreams it seems But real life keeps calling me I get high on dreams it seems Someone tell em i'm busy