Two is the number that I think collides. One has the feeling I'm satisfied. I always want to turn a blind eye. But I decided to breathe when the water sighs.
Warm my eyes as they hold my smile.
Dark blue on your shirt running to the floor. Stained on the tiles that you walk on.
The room, the stairs, the door, that leads me out your narrow drive-way. The door, the stairs, the room is gonna keep me coming back from heart-ache.
Even if I knew, Id do it again.
Stones in the attic falling to the ground. Hollow is the sound when you're not around. I always want to turn a blind eye. But I decided to breathe when the water sighs.
The room, the stairs, the door, that leads me out your narrow drive-way. The door, the stairs, the room is gonna keep me coming back from heart-ache.