Jun 21, 2007 13:53
Well it was cold when I woke
and the day was halfway done.
Nearly spring in San Francisco
but I cannot feel the sun.
You were sleeping next to me,
but I knew that you'd be gone.
If I could give all my love to you
I could justify myself,
but I'm just not coming through.
You're a pill to ease the pain
of all the stupid things I do...
Take some time before you go.
Think of Mondays coming down
and the people that you knew
(the ones that aren't around).
You've been fading day to day,
I've been moving town to town.