I saw the pain in your eyes,
I felt the worry of your words...
Behind the eyes of your Familiar Stranger
Confusion & pain is what you'll see...
Take a break from cooking,
to hold this baby boy...
You have given me the most precious gift that can...
You have given me a shoulder to cry on...
Taking a step back to see the view
not sure what i'm going to do with you...
She skirts her raft at the edges of the vortex,
Seeking the faces of those who are drowning...
Pretty little lire
Feelings crash down on my heart...
Sometimes I think words mean everything,
Other times nothing...
I think you're beautiful,
standing barefoot in the grass...
No.
I don't know what its like...
I thought that we were fine,
I thought that we were cool...
I have been on this road for years
Always fighting to get it all well...