Bell tower at the station is ringin' the morning out. imprisoned by the situation.
Would be every bit as sour
if I miss you half as much. Miss you half as much. The man at the track sent all the passengers back and said the kids running ?out? couldn't come. (?and said the ?streets? running I wouldn't go.?)
No locomotion just devotion.
I folded the map into the book on my lap and wondered if I would feel half as numb
if I miss you half as much. Miss you half as much.
In a year or two
we'll see this distance and this heartache through. I never realized that I would need the joys and secrets of your eyes that much.