Boxcar Racer - There Is This vacation's useless. These white pills aren't kind. I've given a lot of thought On this thirteen hour drive. I miss the grinded concrete Where we sat past eight or nine And slowly finished laughing In the glow of our headlights. I've given a lot of thought to The nights we used to have. The days have come and gone. Our lives went by so fast. I faintly remember breathing On your bedroom floor Where I laid and told you But you'd swear you love me more. Do you care if I Don't know what to say? Will you sleep tonight Or will you think of me? Will I shake this off, Pretend it's all okay, That there's someone out there Who feels just like me? There is. Those notes you wrote me I've kept them all. I've given a lot of thought of How to write you back this fall. With every single letter In ever single word There will be a hidden message About a boy that loves a girl. Do you care if I Don't know what to say? Will you sleep tonight Or will you think of me? Will I shake this off, Pretend it's all okay, That there's someone out there Who feels just like me? There is. Do you care if I Don't know what to say? Will you sleep tonight Or will you think of me? Will I shake this off, Pretend it's all okay, That there's someone out there Who feels just like me? Do you care if I Don't know what to say? Will you sleep tonight Or will you think of me? Will I shake this off, Pretend it's all okay, That there's someone out there Who feels just like me? There is. REASON: December officially sucked. The day before winter break began, I had to take my car to the shop, which I didn't get a diagnosis until the next morning after my last final. Y'know, there was about two minutes that I was finally stress free, then I got ahold of the car shop. "I'm sorry, but your car has cancer." Basically. My car was dead, destroying any plans I had of visiting my girlfriend (which was supposed to be me bringing her back to my apartment for a week or so). I ended up flying home the next day (which my flight was delayed two hours due to the plane being broken... much like my dead car). It was nice that I got to spend time with my old friends, but that's about the only good of December. Bah humbug, I say. Anywho, that has nothing to do with the song. The vacation was useless, and I was stuck on pills from being sick. I just missed my girlfriend the entire time. But 2,000 miles can't change love. No matter where I am, I love her. And she's out there, feeling just like me.