Throwing rocks at glass houses
no one knows where this road goes
we're drowning at the site of the sea
i can't see you, you don't feel me
we should have dismissed this kiss before
she: i'm still breathing, i'm just a phone call away
he: i've burned every letter you wrote me
including the one that told me to call
we're drowning at the site of the sea
i can't see you, you don't feel me
we should have dismissed this kiss before
she: i'm still breathing, i'm just a phone call away
he: i've burned every letter you wrote me
including the one that told me to call