gracelands
she comes back to tell me she's gone
as if i didn't know that
as if i didn't know my own bed
as if i'd never noticed
the way she brushed her hair from her forehead
and she said losing love
is like a window in your heart
everybody sees you're blown apart
everybody sees the wind blow

1 Comments:
i hear you brother... love those lyrics!!!
11:32 AM
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