Everytime

Every time I think you’re gonna tell me something real
I’m way off
I’ll listen, but I’m wishing
You could tell me something else

Every time I think it’s gonna be a simple thing
I’m way off
I’ll stop searching, and start learning
How these all seem to go

Every time I think this little moment’s gonna stay
I’m way off
What was lasting, is now passing
Through on to something else