@migu music@

Album: misguided roses

Through the floor

Bathed in sunlight woke from dreams

Of murderous intention

Pursued by dogs and men and things

I＇m just too scared to mention

And the first thing that I think of

Are her sympathetic eyes

That see with only positive emotion

And she talks of being grumpy,

But I know that grumpy＇s not her style

And I soak up all her beauty

＇cause I＇m only here awhile

And I muddle through my docket,

Nestle in the pocket

Just sit back and think about the world

And the only thing I see

When she＇s looking back at me

Is the promise of how life could be

And as I wrote my chest got tight for her

I know that I＇m not right for her

And I couldn＇t live

If I ever caused her pain

But at least I have a message

That I can leave

That tells her of this spin inside

My gears turning,

I＇m still learning to trust myself

But at least I＇ve told her

Of this difficult good-bye

Seven minutes before

I＇m leaving and now my chest is heaving

I just can＇t go like I did before

And tomorrow I＇ll be miles away and dreaming

That she hears my voice

Floating through the floor