i'll stay to the west

the sun coming up

seems to agree

with our moods

slow with world

slow with the world

on our finger tips

and still we'll wish that we had something more to miss

when you leave for the east

i'll stay to the west

don't expect me to miss you

yeah

don't expect me to miss you

we called ourselves miles

we let ourselves dream

but dreams only come when we sleep

we've got thousands of miles

with states in between

i beg for you to forget me

just to let you be

don't expect me to miss

yeah

don't expect me to miss you

my bed gets sick of your body

like the moon gets sick of the stars

if i'm going down i'll take the whole damn town down

don't expect me to miss you

yeah don't expect me to miss you

the sun coming up

seems to agree

with our moods