she confides in me
i don't know why
maybe it's just because
i'm a good listener
i don't know why
maybe it's just because
i'm a good listener
she tells me about all her woes
i still don't know why
even with everything she's said
she's still a mystery
i still don't know why
even with everything she's said
she's still a mystery
she doesn't wait for a reply
i still don't know why
i guess she doesn't want any answers
and it utterly perplexes me
that she wants to stay here with me
i still don't know why
i guess she doesn't want any answers
and it utterly perplexes me
that she wants to stay here with me
but once in a while
i see a slight glimmer of hope
maybe it's just the early morning light
but i wake to her staring at me
i see a slight glimmer of hope
maybe it's just the early morning light
but i wake to her staring at me
what is it that's on your mind
whats on your lips trying to get out
what is it that you're holding in
i can't understand until you make a sound
whats on your lips trying to get out
what is it that you're holding in
i can't understand until you make a sound
this crazy old world tries to keep us down
the time we waste won't be coming back around
so tell me...honey please tell me
ya please tell me...what's been keeping you down
the time we waste won't be coming back around
so tell me...honey please tell me
ya please tell me...what's been keeping you down
time is short and the days are long
the night time flies by and breaks with dawn
there's something in the air
honey i can feel all of your despair
the night time flies by and breaks with dawn
there's something in the air
honey i can feel all of your despair
so talk to me...ya talk to me
you can lay it all in my ear
you can lay it all in my ear
so talk to me...ya talk to me
you can have solice in that i'm always here
you can have solice in that i'm always here
what is it that's on your mind
whats on your lips trying to get out
what is it that you're holding in
i can't understand until you make a sound
whats on your lips trying to get out
what is it that you're holding in
i can't understand until you make a sound
time is short and the days are long
the night time flies by and breaks with dawn
the night time flies by and breaks with dawn
this crazy old world tries to keep us down
the time we waste won't be coming back around
the time we waste won't be coming back around
(by Roelin Davis all rights reserved 9/8/2016)
