A Times Beach Crush Factor - Back To The Warren

Here is the heart you asked for
Here is the notebook in which I am stored
With a wave of an effortless pen
In hopes you're listening
And true with doubt I know what you're all about
She's in this for herself with little concern for anyone else

Sad lines followed by the outline of our bodies
And the bed in which we reside
The sweat on your cheeks is soaked in these sheets
And kept close by at night
I hear what you're breathing
And feel what you're thinking about

Here are the hands that cut you
Along with the fingers that couldn't keep grip
So I fall into this bed wondering who you're with
And this sad soft sound I breathe in the water to let you out
I keep telling myself this would never have worked
This could never have worked

Sad lines followed by the outline of our bodies
And the bed in which we reside
The sweat on your cheeks is soaked in these sheets
And kept close by at night
I hear what you're breathing
And feel what you're thinking about
It's much more so lost and like you
Sounds like a ghost you've walked through
It's much more so lost and like you
Sounds like a ghost you've walked through
It's much more so lost and like you
Sounds like a ghost you've walked through
It's much more so lost and like you
Sounds like a ghost you've walked through
It's much more so lost and like you
Sounds like a ghost you've walked through
I can't count the lines we left out

Sad lines followed by the outline of our bodies
And the bed in which we reside
The sweat on your cheeks is soaked in these sheets
And kept close by at night
I hear what you're breathing
And feel what you're thinking about

Sad lines followed by the outline of our bodies
And the bed in which we reside
The sweat on your cheeks is soaked in these sheets
And kept close by at night
I hear what you're breathing
And feel what you're thinking about