Independence Day

Ill shed some light on the mystery
 Of why I kicked her out on Independence Day
 With the fireworks burning I found myself learning
 Couldnt lay in my bed the same way
 Stand by me thats what she said if the shit hit the fan
 Would you stand by me,
 Stand by me
 Well, here I am
 Here I am
 6 oclock in the city
 The shade was fighting back with the morning sun
 Then the alarm started ringin
 Her curls fell round her
 She asked me when the buses run
 And the phones been ringing since Monday
 Shes looking for a place where she can talk all alone
 But here I am
 Here I am
 I know your tricks, your magic
 But I dont know what your truth is about
 If you paint the daylight tragic
 Youre never gonna figure it out
 Out
 From a chair in the kitchen
 I watched her live her life in a batting cage
 Swingin through jobs, through her family
 Then it hit me, it grabbed me
 Shes winding up like Satchel Page
 And I could hear the crash of the fireworks
 Bringing in the light through the windows and doors
 It lit a little matchbox found in the kitchen
 I read the name and number and I fell on the floor
 But here I am
 Here I am
 Here I am
 I know your tricks, your magic
 Now I know just what your truth is about
 If you paint the daylight tragic
 Youre never gonna figure it out
 Out
 Stand by me
 Thats what you said
 You said youd stand by me
 Stand by me
 Here I am
 Here I am