The Good Left Undone

In fields where nothing grew but weeds I found a flower at my feet Bending there in my direction I wrapped a hand around its stem I pulled until the roots gave in Finding now what I've been missing But I know So I tell myself, tell myself it's wrong There's a point we pass from which we can't return I felt the cold rain of the coming storm All because of you I haven't slept in so long When I do, I dream Of drowning in the ocean, longing for the shore Where I can lay my head down, I'll follow your voice All you have to do is shout it out Inside my hands, these petals browned Dried up, falling to the ground But it was already too late now I pushed my fingers through the earth Returned this flower to the dirt So it could live, I walk away now But I know Not a day goes by that I don't feel its burn There's a point we pass from which we can't return I felt the cold rain of the coming storm All because of you I haven't slept in so long When I do, I dream Of drowning in the ocean, longing for the shore Where I can lay my head down, I'll follow your voice All you have to do is shout it out All because of you All because of you All because of you I haven't slept in so long When I do, I dream Of drowning in the ocean, longing for the shore Where I can lay my head down Inside these arms of yours All because of you I believe in angels, not the kind with wings No, not the kind with halos; the kind that bring you home When home becomes a strange place, I'll follow your voice All you have to do is shout it out