The house down the road, all gilded and old. Well, doe-eyed through the years I watched glad families come and go. But never as glad as mine, or the home that we'd grown.
Until now I'd never longed for that house down the road.
As I faced the disappointment of my dug up kitchen floor, And surrendered to a silence that I could not hear before. Of a love that'd come and gone decomposed so long ago, I was met with the helplessness of being only 12 years old
The crack in my mother's voice when he said he would not stay Fed down into her tired heart, she didn't want him to go away. And he weight of the many tears she shed Nearly woke me from my bad dream, And I broke when I realized I was yet to fall asleep.
The crack in my mother's voice when he said he would not stay Fed down into her tired heart, she didn't want him to go away. And the weight of the many tears she shed Nearly woke me from my bad dream, And I broke when I realized I was yet to fall asleep. Oh, I broke when I realized I was yet to fall asleep.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
