Call To Arms

I concede, I know I have a tendency
To agree then question all you do
And I conceive, I know there’s an expectancy
To see in me what you want to
Sometimes I will still forget
We’re back at the start
Sometimes I will still regret
And will have a heavy heart
In the end
I’m staring at a picture all black-and-white
Yes I care
I wonder what you’re doing when you’re out all night
And I can’t stand it
This is not a call to arms
It’s a chance to hold on tight
C’mon honey, let’s put these wrongs to right
Can you see
Can you see that wood for the trees?
Wait to see, cause I’ll look for you
And honestly, I wonder how it’s come to be
The distance, so far removed