The Dying Day Paints A Portrait Of Sadness
Upon This Lonely LA Tear
Have I Found A Home, In This Prison Of My Own
Trapped In A Borderline Carreer?

But There She Sits, In The Store On 13th Street
Walking A Borderline Of Her Own
Is She Ever Gonna Know The Way That I See Her
When She Walks Into A Room?

And I'm Not Exactly Happy
About All Of The Things That I've Done
I've Made Some Mistakes And I Know That I'm Young
And I'm Sorry If I've Hurt Anyone.
But Of All The Things That I'm Proud Of
And The Places I've Found In The Sun,
The Way I Find Myself Loving Her
Is The Best Thing I've Ever Done

God Knows Its Hard To Let Someone New In
When You're Still Looking For A Sign.
But The Harder It Sits, The Older I Get
But The Taste Is As Sweet As Wine.

So Come With Me, Skate Across The Dance Floor
As I Sing My Song For You
But If You Let Go, I Want You To Know
That I'm Saving My Dance For You

And I Know I've Climbed Some Mountains
That I Probably Never Should Have Climbed
I Feel I've Fallen Farther And Hit Bottom Harder
Than Any Man With Reason Or Rhyme
But If I Only Had A Way To Show You
How Deep My Heartache Runs
And The Way I Find Myslef Loving You
Is The Best Thing I've Ever Done

And If Anyone Would Have Told Me
That I Would Ever Loved Anyone This Way
I Probably Never Would Have Listened,
But Now I'm Here And I Have To Say:
That You Only Make Me Stronger -
I've Never Been More Proud Of Anyone.
And The Way I Find Myslef Loving You
Is The Best Thing I've Ever Done...