Whaa? Ba ba ba ba Ba ba ba ba Ba ba ba ba Verse 1: All of the gold Has melted and turn to stone Such a shame to see All that we've made is just
I had a conversation with the ocean I shared a little whisper with the stars I wrote a letter on a folded paper airplane hoping it would find a way to
You've closed a door in front of me I wait patiently outside And as the minutes tick away I feel my anger rise And who's the object of my rage? And who
More wishes than a thousand hearts can count for you More smiles than a merry-go-round The sweetest ending to a bed-time story told My love follows you
I grew up in the scantling yards of Wheeling West Virginia A wheelhouse cub looking for an open door In the packet ways a Sweeney wed the keel of my Bonita
This old house is falling down around my ears I'm drowning in a river of my tears When all my will is gone you hold me sway I need you at the dimming
My father's name was Hannibal, Mama was Hanna-Mariah. Everything we owned got all burned up in the great depression fire Strip mines and one crop farming
I wanna run away, don't come out lookin' 'round, too busy dealin' with it on my own, he's right behind me please god I can't be found don't cast another
Gonna lay my burden down Gonna lay my body in the ground Cold clay against my skin But I don't care at all Can't seem to find my piece of mind So
My love stands before the open window Staring so far away He can almost feel the southern wind blow Almost touching my restless days He turns from
I've put it all behind me Nothing left to do or doubt Some may say But every silver lining always seems to have a cloud That comes my way Anticipated
I called you today Wanting a change I never meant to hurt anyone Never meant for you to pull out your guns But feelings won't stay In this meager parade
It's feelin' longer now than it ever has before Another memory is another slammin' door It's gettin' too dark now to see Every photograph is another
Whaa? Ba ba ba ba Ba ba ba ba Ba ba ba ba Verse 1: All of the gold Have melted an turn ta stone That cha shine to see All that we've made is just a year
i wish he could see how beautiful he is to me i wish i could stay out of his way but thats much too hard for me i wish we could fly away on a paper airplane
: I think I'm drunk enough to drive you home now I'll keep my mouth kept shut from under lock and key that's rusted firm, no lie 'cause all these conversations
My father?s name was Hannibal, Mama was Hanna-Mariah. Everything we owned got all burned up in the great depression fire Strip mines and one crop farming
Gonna lay my burden down Gonna lay my body in the ground Cold clay against my skin But I don't care at all Can't seem to find my piece of mind So with