Из альбома: Straylight Run
Moving in so like the smoke from your cigarette.
Every step closer's a step
that we both will regret.
Keeping a tally, but who can keep track.
Your over-reacting is taking me back to a time better left alone.
Holding onto the phone.
Holding onto this glass.
Holding onto the memory of what didn't last.
Waiting for better words,
they'll never come.
So dry your eyes,
it's better now it's done.
Keep a tight grip like a child
holding onto a swingset.
Waiting and hoping to find
what I can't figure out yet.
Please don't unless this is something you mean.
Another nightmare instead of a dream better left alone.
Holding onto the phone.
Holding onto this glass.
Holding onto the memory of what didn't last.
Waiting for better words,
they'll never come.
So dry your eyes.
Holding onto the phone.
Holding onto this glass.
Holding onto the memory of what didn't last.
Waiting for better words,
they'll never come.
So dry your eyes,
it's better now it's done.
I never lost so much.
I never lost so much.
I never lost so much.
Holding onto the phone.
Holding onto this glass.
Holding onto the memory of what didn't last.
Waiting for better words,
they'll never come.
So dry your eyes.
Holding onto the phone.
Holding onto this glass.
Holding onto the memory of what didn't last.
Waiting for better words,
they'll never come.
So dry your eyes,
it's better now it's done.