Lyrics Brothers On A Hotel Bed

You may tire of me,
as our December sun is setting
cause I'm not who I used to be.
No longer easy on the eyes
but these wrinkles masterfully disguise
The youthful boy below.
who turned your way and saw
Something he was not looking for,
both a beginning and an end
But now he lives inside
Someone he does not recognize
When he catches his reflection
on accident

On the back of a motor bike,
With your arms outstretched trying to take flight.
Leaving everything behind
But even at our swiftest speed
we couldn't break from the concrete,
In the city where we still reside.
And I have learned
that even landlocked lovers yearn
for the sea.like navy men
Cause now we say goodnight
from our own separate sides,
Like brothers on a hotel bed [4x]

You may tire of me,
as our December sun is setting,
Cause I'm not who I used to be.