Parts of me do wish you weren’t here, but it’s not all that important when we’re this near. It’s just a trick of the mind I suppose, cause I really cannot see you when we get this close. Again I watched the machinery of my desire melt into a twosome midnight choir, but when you’ve seen the one you love across your girlfriend’s shoulder, the things that burn will eventually turn colder. You can lend a shirt and keep it when you go, and I don’t care to get it back, you know. Well, I’m a miserable wreck; I wish I could ask you to stay… Far, far away. Cause it occurred to me what I was fighting for when you re-emerged from the bathroom door and you didn’t look as lovely as you did the night before. There were times when I was blind and didn’t care at all, but if you wish to see the sun, it’s quite unbearable. And there were times when I could see, but didn’t see things straight. She weren’t there, and others were and it was always late. And in the darkness you forget that morning is on its way and right beside you, nestling closer, is the price you pay. I’m sure that I was deaf and blind trapped in a roaring youth, but in the stillness of my heart I always knew the truth: I’m waiting for the day that she might come back home to me.


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  • +1
    Lyric CorrectionPart of me do wish you weren't here,
    but it's not all that important when we're this near.
    It's just a trick of the mind, I suppose,
    cause I really cannot see you when we get
    this
    close.

    Again I watched the machinery of my desire
    melt into a twosome midnight choir,
    but when you've seen the one you love across your girlfriend's shoulder,
    the things that burn will eventually turn colder.

    I'm waiting for the day that she might come back home to me.

    I'm waiting for the day that she might come back home to me.

    You can lend a shirt and keep it when you go,
    and I don't care if I get it back, you know.
    Well, I'm a miserable wreck, I wish I could ask you to stay.
    Far, far away.

    Cause it occurred to me what I was fighting for when you re-emerged from the bathroom door
    and you didn't look as lovely as you did the night before.

    I'm waiting for the day that she might come back home to me.

    I'm waiting for the day that she might come back home to me.

    There were times when I was blind and didn't care at all,
    but if you wish to see the sun, it's quite unbearable.
    And there were times when I could see, but didn't see things straight.
    She weren't there, and others were and it was always late.
    And in the darkness you forget that morning is on its way
    and right beside you, nestling closer, is the price you pay.
    I'm sure that I was deaf and blind trapped in a roaring youth,
    but in the stillness of my heart I always knew the truth:
    I'm waiting for the day that she might come back home to me.
    I'm waiting for the day that she might come back home to me.
    I'm waiting for the day that she might come back home to me.
    SuperSistaon March 25, 2010   Link
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    General CommentWhoops, doublepost.
    SuperSistaon March 25, 2010   Link
  • -1
    Lyric CorrectionPart of me do wish you weren't here,
    but it's not all that important when we're this near.
    It's just a trick of the mind, I suppose,
    cause I really cannot see you when we get
    this
    close.

    Again I watched the machinery of my desire
    melt into a twosome midnight choir,
    but when you've seen the one you love across your girlfriend's shoulder,
    the things that burn will eventually turn colder.

    I'm waiting for the day that she might come back home to me.

    I'm waiting for the day that she might come back home to me.

    You can lend a shirt and keep it when you go,
    and I don't care if I get it back, you know.
    Well, I'm a miserable wreck, I wish I could ask you to stay.
    Far, far away.

    Cause it occurred to me what I was fighting for when you re-emerged from the bathroom door
    and you didn't look as lovely as you did the night before.

    I'm waiting for the day that she might come back home to me.

    I'm waiting for the day that she might come back home to me.

    There were times when I was blind and didn't care at all,
    but if you wish to see the sun, it's quite unbearable.
    And there were times when I could see, but didn't see things straight.
    She weren't there, and others were and it was always late.
    And in the darkness you forget that morning is on its way
    and right beside you, nestling closer, is the price you pay.
    I'm sure that I was deaf and blind trapped in a roaring youth,
    but in the stillness of my heart I always knew the truth:
    I'm waiting for the day that she might come back home to me.
    I'm waiting for the day that she might come back home to me.
    I'm waiting for the day that she might come back home to me.
    SuperSistaon March 25, 2010   Link

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