Matt Nathanson
Lyricist: Michael Viola Composer: Michael Viola
I had a dream you died
And I just wanna be with you tonight
Mission bells were ringing
Somewhere higher
I let you get away
I let you get away
What kind of man misunderstands
A woman like you?
Sees her in black and white
It's 5 A.M. and the phone book says
That you're not alone
In the cold gray morning light
The only one that's left to trust
My faithless heart wasted us
I had a dream you died
And I just wanna be with you tonight
Mission bells were ringing
Somewhere higher
I let you get away
I let you get away
What kind of fool thinks love's a prison
Or a handicap
Only says goodbye
Sinking fast in the rocky waters of Alcatraz
His friends said suicide
The only one that's left to trust
My faithless heart wasted us
I had a dream you died
And I just wanna be with you tonight
Mission bells were ringing
Somewhere higher
I let you get away
I let you get away
I'm the end of a Hitchcock movie
A little dark and a lot confusing
I'm the last of the worst pretenders
So lost, so lost in love
I'm the end of a Hitchcock movie
A little dark and a lot confusing
I'm the last of the worst pretenders
So lost, so lost in love
I had a dream you died
And I just wanna be with you tonight
Mission bells were ringing
Somewhere higher
I let you get away
I let you get away
So lost, so lost, in love
So lost, so lost, in love