Tyson Motsenbocker
Always
It reminded me the mornings
Light from the snow
The blood and the fury making sixteen years old

I see her when I’m sleeping
Surrounded by my friends
When the singing and the laughter and the evening never ends

So I look in her eyes
Tell her all that I know what to say

That it was always
It was always you

It reminded me the mornings
Alone in the rain
On the coast of California having left her side again

So I look in her eyes
So I look in her eyes

Because it was always
It was always you
It was always, it was always you
It was always, it was always you
It was always, it was always you