歌词
His light on through city chasms
Windowed sea walls
Street lights go on and on and on
He probably has that same old red shag carpet
It probably sits dirty on the floor
Humming that same old worn out tune
The melody doesn't stick with me anymore
I tell myself I missed the fallout
I ran right when I knew the cards don't match
But I keep a record of the things I regret
He probably doesn't write about me anymore
It's a shame missing just the good parts
When I know the picture was bigger than that
I've lost the trail of a love that's not dead at all
Leaving only to find
I hate my"has beens"'s"better off"'s I do
The list goes on and on and on
I remember at a park last April
An older lady laughed at our remarks
She thought that we were falling in love
I let myself believe I thought that too
It's a shame holding up the wrong parts
When I know the picture was bigger than that
I've lost the trail of a love that's not dead at all
Leaving only to find
I keep my excuses primed and ready, aimed
The fears go on and on and on
I'm alone
I feel the sunlight on my eyelids through the window
And I know
We felt like writing poetry
Pieces puzzled into place
And it shows
When I sit here wishing while everything's okay
And I see your place
When I close my eyes
And I know things change
And time goes by
But would you have had me if I'd tried to stay?
These thoughts go on and on and on
Written by: Kathryn Short
