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.