my favorite love....

i am sitting in the back lounge of the bus....its been a long first day of tour. the bus broke down yesterday, still no time to get a new phone.....for no reason at all i am so bored and restless.

this song is on repeat....

It's the chill in the hollow of my bones thats making my hands numb
And the sound of the windmill but you won't tell me now where it's from
And solitude sounds are making my eyes weep
And tossing and turning I can't make my mind sleep

And getting worked up from people I just meet
And this is the reason I think
It's the ending of careless wants
But you are my favorite love

Can we map the succession, the fever, depression, the bad weeks
It was right in the corridor but left by the river where we'd meet.
And solitude sounds are making my eyes weep
And tossing and turning I can't make my mind sleep

And getting worked up from people I just meet
And this is the reason I think
It's the ending of careless wants
But you are my favorite love


good night....ill be tossing and turning on the south west corner of this country tonight....
restless.