Off the Grid

I told my sister "I can't take this anymore" I told my brother "I've got to find a way out" We told each other that we'd be there at the end of the summer Years spent fighting, and decades slamming doors Makes you wonder, what is it all for And when I can't hear you and you can't hear me, What are we gonna do? Because the summer's gone and now we're through Is it ok to say "I love you" in the rain Or only when we die? What good is it to say, "I'm sorry for the pain" When you know that it will last a lifetime The people we need are the people that we hurt What can we do, everything makes things worse But I keep hoping that one day things are gonna change And summer will come and call my name