Read my mind.

How the hell did we wind up like this
Why weren't we able
To see the signs that we missed
And try to turn the tables

I wish you'd unclench your fists
And unpack your suitcase
Lately there's been too much of this
But don't think it's too late

And all the roads we have to walk are winding
And all the lights that lead us there are blinding

Oh well I don't mind if you don't mind
Cause I don't shine if you don't shine
Before you go, can you read my mind?

...so i'll love whatever you become
and forget the reckless things we've done.