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Woke up from dreaming and put on her shoes
Starting making her way past 2 in the morning She hasn't been sober for days Leaning out into the breeze Remembering Sunday, she falls to her knees They had breakfast together But two eggs don't last Like the feeling of what she needs Now this place is familiar to her He pulls on her hand with a devilish grin He led her upstairs, he led her upstairs Left her dying to get in Forgive me, I'm trying to find My calling, I'm calling at night I don't mean to be a bother, But have you seen this boy? He's been running through my dreams And it's driving me crazy, it seems I'm going to ask him to marry me Even though he doesn't believe in love, She's determined to call him bluff Who could deny these butterflies? They're filling her gut Waking the neighbors, unfamiliar faces She pleads though she tries But she's only denied Now she's dying to get inside The neighbors said he moved away Funny how it rained all day I didn't think much of it then But it's starting to all make sense Oh, I can see now that all of these clouds Are following me in my desperate endeavor To find my whoever, wherever he may be "I'm not coming back, I've done something so terrible I'm terrified to speak, but you'd expect that from me I'm mixed up, I'll be blunt; now the rain is Washing you out of my hair and out of my mind Keeping an eye on the world, So many thousands of feet off the ground I'm over you now I'm at home in the clouds Towering over your head" I guess I'll go home now.. A song I'm currently addicted to...though I kinda change the POV gender. 4 example...the he was suppose 2 be a she and the she written was suppose 2 be a he LOL.
Reminds me of my Sunday exactly on the 16th April 2006... so that day can relate to this song. By all time low - remembering Sunday. |
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