One is bestOne is bestTwo is so much sweeterApril's cold water fallingThe dotted yellow lineGuides me back to bedIf this is lifeThis is lifeAlways moving onNo time for myselfHere is nowWho picks up my piecesIf this is itThis is itAll was wellI won't get another chanceI can still feel her handsI thought i found herBut she won'tBut she won'tThink about the futureOr get a steady jobShe's so much like my momGo nowHold someone else
