i want what made my stomache burn a second ago

Feb 01, 2006 08:10

When your only friends are hotel rooms
Hands are distant lullabies
If I could turn around I would tonight

These roads never seemed so  l o n g
Since your paper heart stopped beating leaving me suddenly         alone
Will daybreak ever come?

Who's gonna call on Sunday morning?
Who's gonna drive you home?
I just want one more chance
To put my arms in fragile hands

I thought you said forever
Over and over
A sleepless night becomes bitter oblivion

These thoughts  r u n  through my head
Over and over
Complaints of violins become my only friends

August evenings
Bring solemn warnings
To remember to kiss the ones you love goodnight

You never know what temporal days may bring
Laugh, love, live free and sing
When life is in discord
Praise ye the lord
 Who's gonna call on Sunday morning?
Who's gonna drive you home?
I just want one more chance
To put my arms in fragile hands

I thought you said forever
Over and over
A sleepless night becomes bitter oblivion

These thoughts  r u n  through my head
Over and over
Complaints of violins become my only friends

I thought you said forever
Over and over
A sleepless night becomes bitter oblivion

These thoughts  r u n  through my head
Over and over
Complaints of violins become my only friends

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