I stayed awake just long enough to see you.   Remember Winnipeg, and feeling simpler back then?   I took a week off from my band and flew out,   It was a Saturday, I saw you waiting by the plane.      I was always in a way just a long shot;   I was never in the clear of that.   I am lucky just to be a potential,   but I will always make a mess of that.      I traded symmetry for everything I loved.   I took my feelings out and I had told you I was done.   I know your mistakes,   does that bother you that I found where they stay?   Can I reach you yet?   I stood up so fast and I let you down.   It was the first time that I heard,   I heard that sound.   It filled my head with the darkest shade of black   and I found you there.   I realized then that I was just a little sad,   and I left you there.      I was always in a way just a long shot;   I was never in the clear of that.   I am lucky just to be a potential,   but I will always make a mess of that.      I was always in a way just a long shot;   I was never in the clear of that.   I am lucky just to be a potential,   but I will always make a mess of that.      I was always in a way just a long shot;   I was never in the clear of that.   I am lucky just to be a potential,   but I will always make a mess of that.