....in the middle of the night, I may watch you go
there'll be no value in the strength of walls that I have grown
there'll be no comfort in the shade of the shadows thrown
stretch out my life and pick the seams out
take what you like, but close my ears and eyes
or watch me stumble. over and over.
I know I've tried..
I was not stable and flawed by pride
I miss my sanguine eyes.
but I'd be yours if you'd be mine....