The curtains are closed
How can you sleep through this?
You've been through the eye
Of the storm then out again
You said to me
You said it years ago
That the longest day of your life
Was already over and gone
But now in this deserted house
Maybe you'll take that back
Maybe you'll take that back
Maybe you'll ride on my back
The man in white coat smoking???
And said quote, I know that smell
It's more likely to come from the likes of you
Yeah I've been in your neighborhood
Well had I been older
Had I known what he meant
I would not have been quiet
I would have ripped his heart out the chest
And shoved it down his throat again
But I sat still
And I held your hand
And I held your hand
And I held your hand
Once again I've come to think
Of the days back then
There's spring in the air
And I hear you're giving up breathing
It's a five minute ride to your house
And still I never go there
Every day steals a day from your life
And adds another gray hair
And I will be right here
Until it's over
And then I will miss you
And then I will miss you
And then I will