Ingrid Michaelson This Is For Lyrics

This is for, the girl next door,
Who thinks she knows me,
She adores the way my words, feels just like home,
But She don't know the sadness flow that pours out
nightly,
Still I keep rolling the lonesome road out before me.

This is for the boy next door,
Who thinks he's loves me,
He adores the voice that sores into his heart,
But he don't know the sadness flow that pours out
nightly,
Still I keep rolling the lonesome road out before me.

Where do you lie down?
And can I lie too,
Oh just for a moment, But then I gotto go.

This is for my friends and more,
Still we taste the solitude in the back of our mouths,
we all know the sadness flow, that pours out like a
chores,
Still we keep rolling the lonesome road out before us

Where do you lie down?
And can I lie too,
Oh just for a moment,
But then I gotto go.

We all know know the sadness flow that pours out like a
chores,
Still we keep rolling the lonesome road out before us,
Sill we keep rolling the lonesome road before us.