I see you facing down the window with your eyes all wet again
The rain that should have drenched you somehow fills my gut with pain
Will you close the curtains darling I can see you rub them red
You know I'm helpless to my core with that man beside your bed
It cuts me like a knife now that you've found your place to mend
This pain might be the only cure for a heart that keeps it chained
So why do you stare at me with eyes that search the past?
I already ran the race with you and dragged you to the last
Could you free me from this jagged chains?
Your hands are the key to this lock
I can't quite describe the turmoil or get rid of
The sands that have accumulated at my dock
Jul 13, 2020
Jul 13, 2020 at 12:32 PM UTC
I see you facing down the window with your eyes all wet again
The rain that should have drenched you somehow fills my gut with pain
Will you close the curtains darling I can see you rub them red
You know I'm helpless to my core with that man beside your bed
It cuts me like a knife now that you've found your place to mend
This pain might be the only cure for a heart that keeps it chained
So why do you stare at me with eyes that search the past?
I already ran the race with you and dragged you to the last
Could you free me from this jagged chains?
Your hands are the key to this lock
I can't quite describe the turmoil or get rid of
The sands that have accumulated at my dock
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