Nov 09, 2008 22:13
Oh, I've got a lot on my mind ya know,
so don't touch me with those fingers cuz they're dirty.
And I, just like to be alone sometimes
I've run through these hallways
Not thinking of the bitter cold feelings
of what it's like when you're the only one awake
so hold me so closely my sister
cuz I miss you so badly
I just want you to take me back
I just want you to take me back
to a time when I've felt like this before
Cuz its long drives and fireflies in the summer
and it takes me down to the bottom
and I can't wait to show you how I've grown
the weight of the rain in November
is the sugarcane and remember
was it bittersweet ohh and would you see
the pictures of you and me we were laughing
these footprints can fade for miles
that was your and did you think
that if we ran forever
we could bleed into the sun
The photo album of pictures
and every single one is of me
is coming home again...
so send me, in postcards and letters your writing
cuz I've always disappeared in the words and smoke
and she's the only one that knows they're mostly lies
like watching winter through windows unfolding
soaking in warm water and hold me ooh
would you push me under?
cuz I'm scared of the thunder
and you're crying a butterfly and you're dying
and we're lost so long and we're finding
and a way to find our way back
to a time when it felt like this before..
Cuz its long drives and fireflies in the summer
and it takes me down to the bottom
and I can't wait to show you how I've grown
the weight of the rain in November
is the sugarcane and remember
was it bittersweet ohh and did you see
the pictures of you and me we were laughing
these footprints can fade for miles
that was your and did you think
that if we ran forever
we could bleed into the sun
Its a photo album of pictures
and every single one is of me
is coming home again...