Spanish Bombs - Summer '05

When you're facing in
Taught to sink or never swim
You want to stand at the edge of the ocean
And jump right in
When you're facing in
You want to sink and never swim
You want to stand at the edge of the ocean
And jump right in

Late nights, bad heat
Hard drinks, hard streets
We had young love and young fights
Hard sounds, hard nights

You'll never know how far I've been from home

I was driving and i was burning your memory
Outstretched hands
Wrapped up along the sides of me
I drive these highways
Alone at least once a week
I have your memory
To keep me asleep

And now the leaves are changing
And I'm jumping and I'm burning