Written by Jeffrey Steele, Steve Robson

A little stretch of river on a big green field
The kind you see from airplanes baby, that's the deal, that's the deal
A place to plan a future a place to keep the past
A place to raise some kids what's wrong with that, wrong with that

Maybe it's the same routine
Walking on the concrete
Running like a river so deep
Wearin' down my high heels
Wearin' down my high ideals
Of what I thought my life was supposed to be

Chorus
Everybody's got a weakness some kind of kryptonite
Wearing em' down
Everybody's got dreams they can't let go of don't they baby
Everybody has a little secret they keep inside and mine's
Livin' happily ever afterly
With you, with you

I want to paint the world with the colors that I see
Every time I close my eyes and you're kissin' me, kissin' me
I wanna wake up in your arms so far from here
I wanna get lost in the dark and know you're near, know you're near

Maybe it's an old love song playing up louad on the radio
Bringin' these thoughts on
Getting me thinking that there might be a little bit more than
What im working for
Or maybe it's just me

(repeat chorus)

Everybody's got a weakness

(repeat chorus)