Ian Moore
Kangaroo Lake by Ian Moore
Busting and building him, waiting on a friend
Watching the headlights through the mist and the rain
And I wouldn't stay if I was given the choice
But I'm cold and I'm flat, just like the sound of your voice
When you promised to go straight
And I waited there for you on Kangaroo Lake
And even the morning sun seems tired and cold
Pick up the paper back just for something to hold
But the words are clear, and the language unkind
And I'm staring at those pages, I think I'm losing my mind
And the hour's growing late
And I wish I could see you on Kangaroo Lake
And to say this is easiest to say you don't know
And there's nothing to talk about
See the life through your eyes, everything's black and white
I was never that kind
So give me some kind of sign that you're still alive
Send me a picture, postcard, just drop me a line
'Cause I didn't know this was our final goodbye
But I should have seen, but I was barely getting by
And you don't negotiate
And I wish I could see you on Kangaroo Lake
Yeah, I wish I could see you on Kangaroo Lake
Yeah, I wish I could see you on Kangaroo Lake
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