Songs

You told me her name, it sounded familiar anyway.

I could have sworn I heard him say it a thousand times.

If only I had been listening.

Too late two choices to stay or to leave.

Mine was so easy to uncover.

He'd already left with the other.

I tell myself all the words he surely meant to say. I'll talk until the conversation doesn't stay on. Wait for me i'm almost ready. When he meant let go.

At the end of the day You wait for rain, and I chase the storm.

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