Mirage
written by Sherman Tabor / produced by Sherman Tabor and Matthew Thomson / mixed by Matthew Thomson / mastered by Zach Hughes
Mirage
You wrote today
Just checking in
You’re stopping through town
This weekend
Coffee’s cold
I can’t come clean
Old habits die easy
When you’re dead to me
But the dead don’t sleep
Your love leaves me
High and dry
Over hills
And through the valleys
Winding roads
And tired eyes
Follow signs
Don’t fall behind
Careful clues you leave
To keep me on the line
Stolen paradise
Slipping out of sight
Your love
Mirage, mirage
Your love
Mirage, mirage
You know I wanted
To believe
I read all your poetry
Commit to memory
Wasn’t it so easy
Looking back looks so nice
Oldest trick of the mind
Your love leaves me
High and dry
Over hills
And through the valleys
Winding roads
And tired eyes
Follow signs
But I fall behind
Careful clues you leave
Just to keep me on the line
Stolen paradise
Always slipping out of sight
Your love
Mirage, mirage
Your love
Mirage, mirage