I‘m sitting here under your window pane, wondering why I don’t belong here anymore,
And I’m sitting here trying to figure out how it is you can just walk away, just shut the door,
Thinking about what I should have said, and how sometimes things just don’t work out,
It’s ok, I had my doubts,
Throwing rocks onto the ledge I hum a tune that belongs to us, my dear,
For I’m not wanted here,
I’m not wanted here, not there, no not anywhere,
I keep hiding in the shadow of your mistakes, but you don’t seem to care,
Can’t seem to understand how fast I sank,
My memory just faded and my mind, completely blank,
Forgetting all my current thoughts, I lay there in the sweet summer grass and let go,
I feel as if my conscience rambles on without my saying so,
I rest my head and close my eyes,
But still I can’t forget all your lies,
Not one,
Your sad apology rings in and out and still your damage has been done,
Lying there, passing thoughts through my head,
I wonder how you could be so blind to the winding road ahead,
Throwing my rocks aside, I hum our tune my dear,
For I’m not wanted here.
<3 Webster
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