Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
bill rinaldi
Bass
Tim Lynch
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Paul Merino
Songwriter
Jeff Lynch
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jeff Lynch
Recording Engineer
Eric ArenaMainline Recording
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
And here I sat alone
But together on the bathroom floor
Hand in hand
We are what we are
And I watch while you cry
And I just smile
Because your beauty sells from door to door
Well, I watch and learn
And at least I try
At least I try
Tomorrow brings your bright eyes
Can't I turn and slip my mind to better days
Tomorrow brings your bright eyes
If I fall, will you
reach out and feel my scars
Can't you feel my scars
And here a sat disguised
To stop these bleeding eyes
Oh, from staring at the wall too long
I'm placed right where I fit
While my liver dies again
Pictures from the shoebox where I lost my mind
I drank too many times
Empty bottles line the wall
Where this tried to be a decent place
But it broke too many times
Or maybe I just talk too much
Is it an ok place to end this way
And I watched and learned
And at least I tried
At least I tried
Tomorrow brings your bright eyes
Can't I turn and slip my mind to better days
Tomorrow brings your bright eyes
If I fall
Will you reach out and feel my scars
Tomorrow brings your bright eyes
Can't I turn and slip my mind to better days
Tomorrow brings your bright eyes
If I fall
Will you reach out and feel my scars
Can't you feel my scars
Written by: Jeff Lynch, Paul Merino


