Reflecting back in my eye with a brillance so grand...
Water rushing over my head,
these showers are unlike those of last night.
Summer rain so warm,
Showers that are colder than storms,
that rage in April,
At a time when my heart was yours.
Now music is climbing over this glass door,
one that once was unblemished and clear,
but now is cracked and foggy from times I'd call dear.
the music calls out through the afternoon,
notes and melodies not familiar yet, not unknown.
Then as I reconsider sins that I haven't participated in.
the song changes and our's begins.
My breath warming this cold, wet, cage.
Rapid and rythmic.
Just like that night not long ago,
Although it was warm and filled with lust.
It meant so much,
how could we end up like this?
Hatefilled messages scream across electric lines
and telephone poles.
I hate you for tearing my heart out.
Can I tell you that one more time?
Everyone knows about you and me,
and that night not long ago.
When they ask if I'm capable to move on,
and think of other people and do other things
my chest rises and I know that I did.
but when my ecstasy climaxes,
it's still your song that is ringing in my head.
You soak up your glory as people talk,
We hear the rumors, their spreading we can't stop.
But please don't ask me to do that again.
I can't stand making a face that isn't true.
I can't stand kissing my boy and wishing it was you.
these showers are unlike those of last night.
Summer rain so warm,
Showers that are colder than storms,
that rage in April,
At a time when my heart was yours.
Now music is climbing over this glass door,
one that once was unblemished and clear,
but now is cracked and foggy from times I'd call dear.
the music calls out through the afternoon,
notes and melodies not familiar yet, not unknown.
Then as I reconsider sins that I haven't participated in.
the song changes and our's begins.
My breath warming this cold, wet, cage.
Rapid and rythmic.
Just like that night not long ago,
Although it was warm and filled with lust.
It meant so much,
how could we end up like this?
Hatefilled messages scream across electric lines
and telephone poles.
I hate you for tearing my heart out.
Can I tell you that one more time?
Everyone knows about you and me,
and that night not long ago.
When they ask if I'm capable to move on,
and think of other people and do other things
my chest rises and I know that I did.
but when my ecstasy climaxes,
it's still your song that is ringing in my head.
You soak up your glory as people talk,
We hear the rumors, their spreading we can't stop.
But please don't ask me to do that again.
I can't stand making a face that isn't true.
I can't stand kissing my boy and wishing it was you.