music and lyrics by Paul Megna She feels like she's floating away with the tide and I'm tired of watching her drown I pray that the ocean's waves will provide a blanket to settle her down God I hate asking for favors Just get me out of this town She said that I couldn't save her Now she don't want me around If she takes the ocean then I'll keep the sky and sidestep the beauty below I think that devotion means saying goodbye when there's nowhere that you'd rather go God I hate asking for favors Just get me out of this town She said that you were my savior How come you're never around IT'S GONNA TAKE SOME TIME TO GET YOU OFF MY MIND IT'S GONNA TAKE SOME TIME THIS TIME IT'S GONNA TAKE SOME TIME TO GET ME OFF THIS TIME IT'S GONNA TAKE SOME TIME THIS TIME God I hate asking for favors Just get me off a the ground Cause I tried all thirty-two flavors And now I don't wanna be found __________________________________________________ PM - acoustic guitar, vocal Matt Durant - piano Konrad Meissner - drums Don Piper - b. vocal, electric guitar Len Small - bass